Mr. Rebound - Richard Thompson

My sweetheart she bounced right out of my arms

She was gone before I remembered to cling

Did I reach out too slowly to catch her

Or was she by nature a slippery thing

Into the arms of Mr Rebound

Into the arms of Clean Up Joe

Into the arms of Mr Rebound

Mr Rebound, as if I didn’t know

He’ll give her laughs and he’ll give her dreams

I gave her the kids and the pots and pans

He’ll do for the dash and he’ll do for the sprint

But he won’t do for a marathon man

I know for a fact that she ain’t coming back

To tell you the truth, I’m a little bit glad

She may be blind with the things on her mind

But how can she stand to touch something that bad