Everybody's Gotta Learn Sometime

Hampstead girl on Parliament Hill Drinks in the situation Hamstead brown not dressed to kill In a thousand variations And her blue eyes See those dark shadows in the sky And her choir like voice Cries for Love And you'd do anything you could Just to bring back the smile to her face Take all the blue out of her eyes And fill up the empty space With love and affection Take all the grey out of this town Give your protection If she'd just turn 'round Outside she smiles at the people But inside she cries Insidehampstead girl in the Vale of Health With a hundred imitation Hears the magic in the church bells But still longs for invitations And you'd like to take her with you But the time is never right And so you lose her When you go back down to the other side of town.