As much a metasong as "Song for Whoever," commenting with a knowing eye on the mechanics of a romantic tune and yet somehow infusing it with the required spirit for a straightforward number, "One Last Love Song" shows the Beautiful South getting just a little more comfortable with the heart. Paul Heaton more openly acknowledges that not all emotions are loaded with suspicion, yet still piles on plenty of zingers, with the swaying, end-of-the-night-in-the-pub feel of the music (the accordion helps, used sparingly and just in the right way) setting the resigned mood. The killer lines this time around? "Those bloody great ballads we hated at first/Well I bought them all and now I'm writing worse." The slight crack in Heaton's voice may well just be an intentional move to hammer home the point -- even so, it seems just right.