My arm around love but my acting was hopeless
My mind took a devious role
Publisher: EMI BLACKWOOD MUSIC INC.
A begging folk singer stands tall by the entrance
Like Adam and Eve we took bite on the apple
The girl was so dreadful we left in a hurry
Like Adam and Eve we took bite on the apple
She sits in a towel with a purple hair dryer
We kissed to the sound of the silence that we'd hired
Loose change in my pocket, it started to rattle
Now captured, your love in my arms
She talks about office, she talks about dresses
Heart like a gun was just half of the battle
We crept like two thieves from the kettle to the fire
She waits to get even with me
Heart like a gun was just half of the battle
Her heart like a gun was just half of the battle
She hooks up her cupcakes and puts on her jumper
Loose change in my pocket it started to rattle
He's happy that she is expecting his baby
Her heart like a gun was just half of the battle
Like Adam and Eve we took bite on the apple
Loose change in my pocket it started to rattle
My lips to a napkin, I called for a taxi
Heart like a gun was just half of the battle
She meets me in Piccadilly
A door opened slightly a voice spoke in worry
The cab took us home through a night I'd not noticed
Heart like a gun was just half of the battle
The neon club lights of adult films and Trini Lopez
Mum went to bed without wind of the curry
A fiver a ten P in his hat for collection
Heart like a gun was just half of the battle
Heart like a gun was just half of the battle
So maybe I'll treat her someday
Explains that she'll be late to a worryin' mother
She's seen one she fancies her smile is impressing
The invite of eyes made it tense but relaxed me
Love's on the lips of all forms of engagements
His song relays worlds of most good intentions
She's not a picture above somebody's fire
Her heart like a gun was just half of the battle
At the candle lit Taj Mahal
Escaped in the rain for an Indian curry
Our secret love made its advance
All queuing to see tonight's play
A man behind me talks to his young lady
We queue among strangers and strange conversation
His wife won't be pleased but she's not been round lately
Heart like a gun was just half of the battle
Songwriters: Chris Difford, Glenn Tilbrook