When I was young. I got married 'cause we needed a pram. We were so young. So foolish, just bread and no jam. Since then I notice prams. Everywhere I seem to go.
There's an ocean of love between us. All we gotta do is learn to sail it. There's an ocean of love between us. All we gotta do is learn to bail it.. .
There's nothing new, nothing planned. It's not even sad or slightly grand. Only you and me apart. Still thinkin' how we got too smart. Tryin' to build on sand..
You get the wrong impression of me. You think I would not miss yer if you did not come. It's obvious you don't see clearly. 'Cause if you did you'd see how all at sea I am..
She's such a different girl, she looked at me. My head's in a whirl, she looked at me. Such a pretty face I don't know what to say. I hope she might even stay a while.
She gets up every morning at six o'clock. Feeds the baby, makes the breakfast, gets the kids off to school. And her husband's always late for work. No time to tell her she's still beautiful..
Nightingale so beautiful I love to hear you sing. You possess such perfect pitch it really is astounding. Nightingale so beautiful I love to here your song.
Why do I talk to myself all alone. When I could be talking to you. And why do I spend all my evenings alone. When they should be spent with you.. . I'm getting so claustrophobic yet frightened to move.
I hired a video and put it under the Tele. I taped this and that an' I watched the films. I soon got soaked - nay saturated. So I phoned the rental company to - fetch it back..
This feeling inside of me. Won't let me be, well it just won't go. You're so much a part of me. And these New England days move incredibly slow. . So hold on, baby hold on.
You keep telling me I'm no good. And you say you can show me the way. I don't want to do as I should. And I'm tired of hearing you say. . Who's a naughty boy?.
MY MY WHAT A DAY. . My my what a day, everything is going my way. My my what a day, everything's O/K. My my what a day, I met you and now I'm smilin'.
I can't fall back asleep. After the radio alarm clock wakes me up. And you hit the snooze again. I just lie there wide awake. Snuggle close to you. Wondering why I haven't gotten out of bed..
I met her travelling round the world. Dressed as she was and appearing absurd. And with her beauty she took away my freedom. And captured me.. . And then she changed my opinion of.
Last we left our hero he was standing all alone. At an ATM machine. They were both very out of order. Quite predictably that picture that had been painted of the morning.
Far over the misty mountains. To dungeons deep and caverns old. We must away at break of day. To find our long forgotten gold.. . Over the misty mountains cold.
Little miss perfect sippin' on a margarita. She got glitter in her hair, she got a lot of paint on her face. With a pretty red smile, she lets me know she's lonely.
Moonlight, you took my love away from me. And left me here so I can't see. No wonder you're so bright - tonight. You've really got a lot to answer for..
The perfect heist. The perfect getaway. And it's our proverbial payday in a loser sort of way. Take the keys. Take the back roads. And our hair is looking good for a couple of criminals.
He's in a very bad way. Someone will tell his wife. They'll run and fetch the doctor. To try and save his life.. . He was the underground man. A slave to rock and mud.