You know I like my comforts and my cosy little traits
But I can't believe the lengths you've gone to, just to actuate
I told you but a million times I'd get her out of there
How's she gonna feel now that you've kept the matching chair?
That was her little brother, he'll look so lost on his own
Can't you ever leave the tatty things to which I've fondly grown?
She may not be in vogue right now or even haute couture
But you can't deny she made you feel all sleepy and secure!
That wall will never be the same, I'll never ever find
A sofa that will let you stuff so many things behind!
I know down in her innards lay the odd wee crumb or two
Maybe some lost magazine (and hankies from the flu!)
The last thing I expected, when driving home today
Was to see my faithful friend abandoned, tossed in to the day
The council won't be happy when I lift the phone on you
Fly-tipping leaves a hefty fine - I've pride to live up to!
Guess I'd better get the guys together, part with 'Sofie' right
I'll take her to the local tip - lest I'm miserable, contrite
But not before the lads and I say farewell with some beers
Sitting in the street remembering long and happy years.......
