At her desk across the hall She makes another call Didn’t mean to hear you shout What’s that all about? She said she always stays up late She never looks so great But she’s moving Saturday To a flat in Maida Vale Fascination You talk so much about her Fascination It’s clear you love to say her name You love to say her name So you all went to the bar To celebrate the news But she couldn’t stay for long ‘Cause she had some things to do Fascination You talk too much about her Fascination It’s clear you love to say her name Fascination I know too much about her Lately it’s clear... Lying in the evening Sun Warm against your cheek You’re working out what she’ll be doing What you’re gonna say to her next week