How this relationship has floundered
Since you spent that night with your hand down my trouser
I'll meet you at the bottom of the garden
And lead you up the path again
Straight up to my door
And lead you up the path again
Put the sound of your rose
Dancing over cobblestones
Will tip-tap through my mind now and again
You say you're happy and happy that you're happy
Smoking at your own tautology
I'll crawl from my chapel to a high curve
Till I get tired
And I'll love only you
Until I get bored
But the sound of your rose
Dancing over cobblestones
Will tip-tap through my mind now and again
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
And there's clearly still a class war that's waged
But don't worry my darling
Cause you've got class in space
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