Bittersweet Timpani

Swaggering home to sound the timpani And chugging along, I won't be home in time for tea I'm thinking of you, but please don't think of me Because I like you, I like you, I like you Where'd my spine go? Has it settled abroad in the lingo Was it never mine? Bittersweet Timpani I'm sobbing along to sound the timpani My teetle called and told my mother scolded me So I'm thinking of you, but mum's the word you see Yeah, I like you, I like you, I like you Where'd my spine go? To Paris, Rome or Tokyo Was it ever mine? Bittersweet Timpani Bittersweet Timpani