Björk
"Short Term Affair"

Duet with Steve Coogan

It's a short term affair
you're my children's au-pair
but I just couldn't bear
to keep my hands off you

I was barely eighteen
what you did was obscene
but to me it felt clean
what else was I to do?

The memory still lingers
you're cooking the kids fish-fingers
and ironing

Each morning you'd come down
in your paisley dressing gown
then you'd sing
and the yearning started for a

Short term affair
no intention to stray
I was caught in your snare
but my wife was away
it was so debonair
so I thought what the hey
I knew I couldn't resist

It was a short term affair
you're the man, you're the boss
when I found you right there
like the father I lost
cleaning our silver-ware
so to hell with the cost
right then at once we kissed

You took me to the kitchen
your hands kinda started twitchin'
I felt so shy

Nothing could stop what followed
lucky for me you swallowed
every lie

I know it's all over now
try to be strong somehow
I'll start a brand new life
please, please don't tell my wife
but I won't, I won't stop loving you
please, please don't tell my wife
au revoir, ciao, auf wiedersehen
we must never meet again