told all of my friends Again and again and again I drove them round the bend So now you're my only friend I told the passers by I made a small boy cry
the more I look through them the more I see I'm becoming more like Alfie Once there was a time when a kind word could be enough And once there was a
with And shouts "off with their heads" if they get laid Lovers watch their backs as hacks in macs Take snaps through telephoto lenses Chase Mercedes Benz' through the night A
I'm the darkness in the light I'm the leftness in the right I'm t he rightness in the wrong I'm the shortness in the long I'm the goodness in the bad
her veneer with a Cartier pin - I couldn't have liked it more! I couldn't have liked it more... I've been to a marvellous party. We played a wonderful
're going where the air is free On the National Express there's a jolly hostess Selling crisps and tea She'l provide you with drinks and theatrical winks For a
to be your lover 'Cos when you're with me I can't help but be So desperately Uncontrollably Happy! And hey, I'm not the kind To fall in love without good reason And if that's a
She said "There's something in the woodshed and I can hear it breathing it's such an eerie feeling, darling" He said "There's nothing in the woodshed
A butterfly flies through the forest rain And turns the wind to the hurricane I know that it will happen 'Cause I believe in the certainty of chance
Do you remember The way it used to be June to September In a cottage by the sea Distant cousins, local kids We climbed every tree together And it never
So blow your nose baby And just get your fingers clicking To the rhythm and the rhyme Otherwise you'll just be kicking around And that's a crime How can you talk that way on such a
too old to survive I've spent too long trying to write this song The tune is OK but the words are all wrong Maybe it's time for a change I've lived a
We took your Daddy's car And drove it to the sea We fooled around for hours And then when we got tired and it got dark We found a place to park And we
through the streets And coffee-shops, their prey gather in herds Of stiff knee-length skirts, and white ankle-socks But while they search for a mate,
Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love: A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye Fair as a star, when only one Is
me and I don't really mind 'cause I don't love anybody, that stuff is just a waste of time Your place or mine?" I met a girl, she was a complete mess
ve yet to meet And when we die Oh, will we be That disappointed Or sad If heaven doesn't exist What will we have missed This life is the best we've ever