Are you wearing Sensible Footwear?
They are a kind of stout
boot
And with your skinny
legs
Are you wearing Sensible Footwear?
They are a kind of stout
boot
And with your skinny
legs
There is knowledge I need to know
I’m sorry I don’t mean
to blether
But why do they call “flats”
apartments
When they are all stuck
together
All I can do is stand and stare
At the chestnut headed
maiden fair
The girl with the
shinning brown hair
Oh beautiful maiden
standing there
With tresses of
shinning brown hair
Please be the answer
to my prayer
How will I cope?
I don't know
But I’ll have to
Life has dealt the
cards
And I must play them
Or fold them
Quitting is not an
option
So I will have to cope
And I will,
I must
I have to get on with
it
Stop feeling sorry for
myself
And play the hand
Life has dealt me
And by determination
Win the pot
The hardest thing to say
Was goodbye
But it had to be said
It took resolve
As hard as granite
But it was said
It wasn’t for the want
of love
There was love aplenty
On both sides
But we had grown apart
Sought different goals
And though the regret
was deep
The last thing we said
Was goodbye
I look back through silent tears
To those long
forgotten years
When love was young,
as were we
And you were to shy to
speak to me
And I was to scared to
speak to you
But some how we
muddled through
And by some kind of
strange detente
We spoke whispers full
of loving want
And together spent a
very happy life
A very happy husband
and wife
Yes we certainly
muddled through
Until I had to say
goodbye to you
But soon we’ll be
together dear
And I won’t have to
shed another tear
I have a picture of you
A picture in my head
Of you lying naked
And breathless on your
bed
In your eyes is a plea
Though words are
unsaid
To leave you again
breathless
And naked on your bed