When you’ve found your perfect other
Don’t allow yourself
to be hesitative
And don’t judge the
woman you love
By the disposition of
her relatives
When you’ve found your perfect other
Don’t allow yourself
to be hesitative
And don’t judge the
woman you love
By the disposition of
her relatives
When you are drowning
In a sea of despair
Swamped by poverty
Weighted down by
apathy
No one is going to
pull you out
Unless you reach up a
hand
She is beautiful without doubt
But the one thing I
cannot tell
Is whether she has
more sense
Than just her sense of
smell
Come and feel something surprising
Its throbbing fit to
burst
Well, I did mean feel
my pulse
But we can certainly
start their first
Remember, remember the fifth of November
Gunpowder, treason and plot.
They had the right approach back then
Blow up the bloody lot
Are you wearing something blue?
You know, something old,
something new,
Something borrowed,
something blue
Are you wearing
something blue?
Its ok I didn’t mean
to panic you
I think you’ll find a
garter will normally do
It happens again and again
A simple smile and I
dare to chance
That this might be the
one
But alas no it’s a
familiar dance