The neighbours are out in the garden today Cutting grass with the mower they bought on Ebay But the blades are too blunt So they took a punt And let the lawn turn to hay.
I`d love to make her look pretty And take her clothes shopping up in the city, A complete change of style It will all be worthwhile And we'll end up singing a ditty
We had both gone our separate ways Since those long ago, far off days, But memories are golden Some tears I couldn’t hold in Our shared past was a happy phase.
A visiting lethario from Rome Kissed my hand and said, 'Please take me home.' I replied, “On yer bike” "I'll follow on my trike" But safer to leave him to roam.