Lyrics:

Thomas-Colbeck

The lady has bedroom eyes, one look says it all
So it really was no surprise when he made that first call
They dined in style at the Dome, then made their way back home, alone
Where he made no big demands, oh what a gentleman he was
He brought her to meet the boys, she clung to his arm
At first so demure and coy, but then she switched on that charme
Well, I thought the party would end when she left on the arm of his friend, some friend
She said 'C'est la vie, my dear, maybe sometime next year.' Then off she went
Heartless - your blood runs colder than ice, you're not nice
Heartless - your blood runs colder than ice, you're not nice
The poor boy had lost his head, so he called her next day
I don't know just what she said, but he left rightaway
He drove straight round to her place, but she slammed the door in his face, bad taste
He still wouldn't face the facts, she had a real good act, some showcase
Heartless - your blood runs colder than ice, you're not nice
Heartless - your blood runs colder than ice, you're not nice
One of these days you will feel that you need some real friends
You'll find no-one left who will trust in you
You'll know what it is to be on your own then
So think very hard 'bout these things you do
Heartless - your blood runs colder than ice, you're not nice
Heartless - your blood runs colder than ice, you're not nice
He bought her all kinds of things, he sent flowers to her home
He called her six times a day, but she put down the phone
At night he sat and just moped, no he wouldn't give up on his hopes, some hopes
She couldn't give a damn, she'd got another man, it's one big joke
Heartless - your blood runs colder than ice, you're not nice
Heartless - your blood runs colder than ice, you're not nice