Now the swan it floated on the English river. Ah, the rose of high romance, it opened wide. A sun tanned woman yearned me through the summer. And the judges watched us from the other side I told my
Got your hand up all in my shirt. And you know that it hurts. Ball and chain, my ball and chain. Crossing the street you look so fine. Making up everything that's in my mind. Ball and chain, ball
