She was sold at the paradise flats Tell me, what d’you think of that? No goodbye, just a pat on the back Well I know she’s made her mind up That she don’t need me around I’m trying just to see what you’re trying to do to me Your trying to screw me down Right through the ground oh yeah In paradise flats there’s rooms for hire No-one cares who you are You won’t come back, it’s too late now You’ve been seen too much I know what you are You won’t come back, no you won’t come back Well I know she’s made her mind up That she don’t need me around Oh I’m trying just to see what you’re trying to do to me Your trying to screw me down Right through the ground oh yeah