(heaton/rotheray)

I was handed down the looks of a man with a broken nose

That's the way our family was i suppose

But at least you gave me deeply profound

As we lay and chatted late upon the cricket ground



You didn't have to love me

Where others got rid

You didn't have to treat me like a very good friend

But i'm glad that you did



One thing i never said to you

And one thing i never can

Amongst the false applause and the deafening cheers

I'm your no. 1 fan

I'm your no. 1 fan



I'm the richly blessed daughter of a mother with tattooed arms

That's the way my family life, life was charmed

But at least it gave me mental grace

And a thought at the pit of my mind and a smile on my face



You didn't have to listen

To a word that i'd said

You didn't have to tell me all those silly old jokes

For every tear that i shed

Every tear that i shed



Cos one thing i never said to you

And one thing i never can

Amongst the false applause and the deafening cheers

I'm your no. 1 fan

I'm your no. 1 fan



I was handed down a bike with a crooked old wheel

But i rode it on a million lanes the way that you made me feel

But at least we thought about it so long and hard

As we sat upon our mother in the graveyard



And you don't have to listen

To a word in this song

Your picture hangs the same and in the same old place

Even though that you've gone

Even though that you've gone



Cos one thing i never said to you

And one thing i never can

Amongst the false applause and the deafening cheers

I'm your no. 1 fan

I'm your no. 1 fan

Yes i am

I'm your no. 1 fan








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