She rises in advance of her panties
I can confirm that God actually exists
She turns and smiles but never ever scantily
O wow! O wow! How wonderful she is!
Well, the horses, they have kicked down the stable
And the rabbits have put carrots in their ears
And her coloured crayons dance upon the table
O wow! O wow! How wonderful she feels!
The country doctor whistles across the meadow
And the schoolboy, he hops up and says, "Gee whiz!"
The dogs, they are all barking at their shadows
O wow! O wow! How wonderful she is!
O wow! O wow! Well, nothing could compare
Her friends, now dead, their spectral chins all nod
And they braid a band of violets through her hair
O wow! O wow! How wonderful she was!
How wonderful she is!
[Anita Lane]
Do you remember we used to really, really have fun?
'Cause we'd be just by ourselves, mucking around, really relaxed, not under pressure
I guess that's how we'd make up songs!
I... I remember we were in bed, and then we imagined somebody upstairs
I don't even know if we heard footsteps, or imagined footsteps and then imagined the story
That was in that little place opposite Brixton Prison
I didn't even realise that everyone wasn't like that
We tried to write a contract of love
But we only got as far as doing the border
There was never any words in it
Which I thought said a lot more than anything else
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