Tekst:
Average White Band

Pick up the pieces Pick up the pieces Pick up the pieces Pick up the pieces Pick up the pieces Pick up the pieces Pick up the pieces Pick up the pieces

Put it where you want it That won't take much time We can make the best of it and I could make you mine Put it where you want it Bring your love over

I bet you're wonderin', how I knew Baby, baby, baby, 'bout your plans to make me blue With some other girl you knew before Between the two of us girls

Telephone line, bad connection And I'm half asleep Makin' conversation with you should be easy But it ain't Wish you could be with me There would

Working in a Soul Mine Working in a Soul Mine Working in a Soul Mine Working in a Soul Mine You make me work, just love to see me sweat The hotter

It's too late to cry- too late for wondering why, You got to dry your eyes - Baby, it's too late to cry You always told me It was no good, no good

Pick up the pieces Pick up the pieces Pick up the pieces Pick up the pieces Pick up the pieces Pick up the pieces Pick up the pieces Pick up the pieces

Girl, I can't believe it comes to this already We turned back the hands of time Always tried to give you love and be real steady But something else

Cut the cake Give me a little piece, let me lick up the cream Cut the cake I need a little piece, baby, you know what I mean Cut the cake Give me a little