Based on Andorra 2006

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I’m stretched out on the bed in sexy lingerie
Going out of my way
To get my man to notice me
He walks by, barely looks but then he gives me a glance
Goes: “you’ve got any plans?”

I say: “No, just lying around.”
My blood boils, I’m so mad, start to scream without making a sound

Sense the tone, sense the tone!
Do I have to bring out the sarcasm sign?
Sense the tone, sense the tone!
I know you’re only acting, you filthy swine
Sense the tone, sense the tone!

You’re as deaf as a wall of bricks
You hear things and yet nothing sticks
So oblivious to what I say, day by day, makes me itch
You drive me crazy, you son of a bitch!

Bet he’s got someone else
To put under his magic spells
No doubt that is the reason why he would dare say no
While I’m dressed like a ho

He asks if I’m not cold
I say “Just in a manner of speaking”
Gives me a puzzled look, then starts reading a book
And I fume!

Sense the tone, sense the tone!
I’ve had it up to here, think you might be queer
Sense the tone, sense the tone!
Hope and Glory are bare, you don’t even care
Sense the tone, sense the tone!

One last try, I’m on top of him
Whisper: “Ready to get your cream”
He says he doesn’t feel like tea! One, two, three – and I snap
I’ve had enough putting up with this crap

Sense the tone, sense the tone!
And then I realize, it’s time for goodbyes
Sense the tone, sense the tone!
Must take my own advice, need to stop all these lies
Sense the tone, sense the tone!

“Please, I beg you, get out of here
It’s the end of the road, I fear
Had enough of shennanigans, got my plans, and my dear
You are not part of them, so pack your gear!”

Sensed his tone, sensed his tone, now he’s gone!