written by Julia Fordham Take me back, I'll make you happy Take me back, I'll treat you like a precious thing Oh come on you know a good deal when you hear one And they don't come much better than this Take me back, I'll make you whole Take me back, I'll complete your soul So I fucked up well then sue me Anything but this freeze me out business And there's a song I've been writing in my head Can't seem to get past the opening line No need to put it down 'cause I won't forget It's the fat lady ain't singing yet Take me back, I'll make you king Take me back, I'll do anything For your comfort and your pleasure Your personal delight And there's a song I've been writing in my head Can't seem to get past the opening line No need to put it down 'cause I won't forget It's the fat lady ain't singing yet Close your eyes and count to a million In dollars if that helps When you open them I'll be waiting For you and nothing else The fat lady ain't singing yet The fat lady ain't singing yet She's putting on her party dress Standing there in the wings Don't let that fat lady sing Sing Gonna make you king Treat you like a precious thing Don't let that fat lady sing Fat lady sing Gonna make you king