It's 1992 I'm wearing
Mum says you look a fool but I know I look cool
And I make my way to the local art college
Where I know I'll be more at home 'cause they're
So I don't know why I fix on you with your
Maybe because you looked
Like you didn't want to be spoken to
And you're halfway out the
Door before I dare to approach you
Oh Patrick what you do it
So your name is Patrick you're a mature student
Working night shifts to put yourself through college
A starving artist and not some stupid kid who
Thinks they're living La Boheme
Whilst sponging off their parents
You turn up your nose and
Take another road and I head home
Where theres marks and spencers
Vegetarian lasagne in the oven
And mum wants to know hows your day been
I tell her I'm not hungryand take refuge in my room
Oh Patrick what you do it
Next day they give us a
Camera and tell us to work in pairs
You lift your lens to me and say
So you wanna be in my movie
I don't know what's changed
Since the night before but we shoot
Together all that year you
Are my director and I am you star
You show me Jarman Anger Fassbinder Passolini
We pore over pirate copies
And pour ourselves cheap whiskey
I crash on your floor
I cherish even your snores
And never tell my bourgeois
Parents that I'm staying over
Oh Patrick what you do it
You gave me so much and
I gave you Maurice
An end of year present I say
Read it it's research
You say hey already filmed it
I say I want to live it
You say I'm not like that
I'm sorry if I've misled
It's the end of year party
I've had six pints already
You say maybe it's for the best if
We don't meet after this
The last time I see you theres
Some girl around your waist and
I run home to my bourgeois
Parents and my bourgeois pillow case
Oh Patrick what you do it
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