Avoiding Clichés Like the Plague (a jazzy little number) Well some guy makes you an offer that you just cannot refuse So you run off with my sunshine and you leave me with the blues Now I’ve nothin’ left to play for and ev’rything to lose - by Avoiding clichés like the plague You took the wind out of my sails, I can’t believe my eyes ~ Were all of your sweet nothings just an empty pack of lies? You say I’m full of crap but you don’t seem to realise - I’m Avoiding clichés like the plague Now ev’ry hackneyed phrase seems to fit my situation But I can’t find no words that can bring me consolation The only thing to do is protect my reputation: Best foot forward; don’t be vague So I’m swallowin’ my pride, I ain’t about to blow a fuse I’m pulling out the stops and putting on my dancin’ shoes ‘Cause I’ve ev’rything to play for and nothin’ left to lose - from Avoiding clichés — don't care what she says — I'm Avoiding clichés like the plague Yeah! (2002)