What Do I Do Now

Sleeper have to be the most aptly named band in history, the (gorgeous) lead singer Louise Werner having slept with every other member of the band (a trio of lucky blokes). I was introduced to Sleeper by my best mate from my college days, Marc Hawkins, who would play them incessantly in the Student Union hut that we occupied for 2 years. See nobody at the college was bothered about the Union, so we had this great big warm hut to ourselves (had the keys and everything). It had comfy chairs, a pool table, portable stereo (provided by Marc), a kettle and an endless supply of paper to write on (and make into paper planes). I didn't like the music at first, but Marc was nothing if not persistant, and through sheer attrition he wore me down. I own their album The It Girl, but it is this song more than any other on it, that I like, as it conveys the uncertainty that can develop in relationships.

What Do I Do Now? by Sleeper

Quickly she came, dressed up for fame
Riding her perfume downstairs
Make-up like glue, she danced round the room
To the sound of her corduroy flares

"Lets go to town, taxis all around
We could stop for a couple of beers"
He looks at it all, stifles a yawn
She tries not to look like she cares

What do I do now? Are we going under?
What did I do wrong? I thought we had it sorted
Out the other day, maybe i'm just stupid
Can't we try again?
No-one told me it was raining

Can't face a club they walk to a nearby pub
Watch a couple of bands
Draining the glass, they walk home at last
Reaching for each others hands

Nothing is said, he goes to bed
Dreaming of her on his own
She stays up all week, watching him sleep
Scared that she'll wake up alone

Oh i'll miss you every day of your life
Oh you'll feel it too, you're not that strong
You know i'm on to you

Oh i'll miss you every day of your life
And maybe, when you're dead
I'll get some rest, from holding onto you

What do I do now then? Are we going under?
What did I do wrong? I thought we had it sorted
Is there someone else? Or am I too familiar?
Was it when I said I wanted to have children?
Tore up all your photos, didn't feel too clever
Spent the whole of sunday, sticking you together
Now I'd like to call you but I feel too awkward
Some things need explaining
No-one told me it was raining