Texty: Suede. Sam.

You live on Lancaster Road
And you've got a computer
And you go when the library's closed
And sit and think of the future

Oh, oh, oh, Sam, oh, oh, oh, Sam
Oh, oh, oh, Sam,
You're my main man

You've got a mum by the name of Anne
And she has got a daughter
And your brother Simon, well sometimes he gets out of hand
But he looks like John Travolta

Oh, oh, oh, Sam, oh, oh, oh, Sam
Oh, oh, oh, Sam,
You're my main man

Oh, oh, oh, Sam, oh, oh, oh, Sam
Oh, oh, oh, Sam, oh, oh, oh, lalala

You drink tea in a cafe close to me
And sit and read the headlines
You don't seem to mind if the social is too unkind
Or if you're near the bread line

Oh, oh, oh, Sam, oh, oh, oh, Sam
Oh, oh, oh, Sam,
You're my main man

Oh, oh, oh, Sam, oh, oh, oh, Sam
Oh, oh, oh, Sam, oh, oh, oh, lalala