Oh, I know it's not polite 
To ask you where you spent last night 
And if I did, you might reply 
That I have no right 
And anyway I'm fine 
Glad you're no longer mine 
If I should tell a lie 
I'll cross my heart and I hope to die 
Now and then 
Do you wash your hands of me again 
Wish me anywhere but home 
Drunk and on the end of your phone 
From time to time 
Do you guess what's really on my mind 
Guess that "How you're 
Keeping now" 
Means "Where are you 
Sleeping now" 
But of course it's not polite 
To ask you where you spent last night 
And if I did, you might reply 
That I have no right 
And anyway I'm fine 
Glad that you're no longer mine 
If I should tell a lie 
I'll cross my heart and I hope to die 
You'd be appalled 
If you knew what I was 
Doing when you called 
Yes, I can see I'm blundering 
And I always end up wondering 
Will it ever be alright 
To ask you where you spent last night 
And can it be polite 
The way we never write 
'Cause I don't have the time 
And anyway I'm fine 
If I should tell a lie 
I'll cross my heart and I hope to die 
Oh, I know it's not polite 
To ask you where you spent last night 
And if I did, you might reply 
That I have no right 
And anyway I'm fine 
Glad you're no longer mine 
If I should tell a lie 
I'll cross my heart and I hope to die 
I hope we'll never die 
Cross my heart...