I know it's over, still I cling.
We cannot cling to the old dreams anymore
I'm so glad to grow older, to move away from those awful times
for you were so different, you stood all alone...
Oh I hate to intrude...
We make you feel as if you're whining when you claim what's legally yours
Money
Jewelry
And flesh
And a stalwart lover, for sure!
It took a tattooed boy from Birkenhead
but remarkably dressed
leather elbows on a tweed coat...
No, I can't see
Hear the gang say "Marry me. Marry me."