Don’t talk about itDon’t want to know about itArguing with you’s no goodYou’ll be nobody’s fool but you’ll almost speak…Don’t let me know about itDon’t let me know about the 32nd of DecemberOh, thats the night I’m trying so hard to forgetAll you do is you come around and make me rememberWhat I try, oh that I, what I….Still you talk about itStill don’t wanna know all about itAnybody want tea?Anybody, thank you, ah fuck meBut don’t speakAnd don’t talk about itDon’t talk about the 32nd of DecemberThats the night im trying so hard to forgetSo all you do is you phone me, and I rememberRemember what I tryThat I, what I…You know that I…You was a stickler for mannersSo don’t you say goodbyeNo, not to a good old friend,I get by, pleaseI get byAnd get byArgggh, so what you running from?Still, ahh don’t talk about itStill, don’t want to know about itDon’t want to know about itThe 32nd of DecemberThats the night im trying so hard to forgetAll you do is come around and make me rememberRemember what I tryWhat I, that I…… nice reason, I’ll goBut they’ll never doThey’ll never do