Pulp - Happy Endings: lyrics de la chanson

Well, imagine it's a film & you're the star & pretty soon we're coming
to the part where you realise that you should give your heart, Oh give
your heart to me. Now the orchestra begins to make a sound that goes
round & round & round & round & round & round & round & round &
round again & we kiss to violins. Well some sad people might believe
in that I guess but we know better don't we? We know all about the
mess. The aftermath of our affair is lying all around and I can't clear it
away. No. And d'you think that it's so easy to find? Somebody who is
just your kind? Well it might take you a little time but I'm going to have