Lyrics

It took ten years to realise Why the angels start to cry When you roll on down the lane in your Happy smile, your funny name I'm not being mean so don't take it hard When I ask you to run 'round the yard It's so hopeless to define Why you jump to close the blinds, you You know I'd help you if I could, but Both my arms are made of wood Just don't mean the things I say It's only 'cos you're made that way Sorry for laughing There's too much happening Sorry for laughing There's too much happening When we groove on into town Charles Atlas, he stops to frown 'Cos he's not made like me and you Just can't do the things we do You know it's, it's times like these you have to pay So, sorry to turn on that way
Writer(s): Paul Haig, Malcolm Jake Ross Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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