They said our love
Would never work
They said that when I met you
Well they were right
It's over now
But still I won't forget you
When the next door neighbour's yelling
When all day I keep on smellin'
Old men's macs
Or when my ears are blocked with wax
When conversation turns to tax-
Idermy, I will think of you
When I see a child dismember
Insects, or when I remember
How I feel
The day after an Indian meal
Or when I see a jellied eel
My darling, I will think of you
Or when my best friend doesn't like
Beryl Cook or David Hockney
Or when I think of Dick Van Dyke
Trying to do a cockney accent
Would never work
They said that when I met you
Well they were right
It's over now
But still I won't forget you
When the next door neighbour's yelling
When all day I keep on smellin'
Old men's macs
Or when my ears are blocked with wax
When conversation turns to tax-
Idermy, I will think of you
When I see a child dismember
Insects, or when I remember
How I feel
The day after an Indian meal
Or when I see a jellied eel
My darling, I will think of you
Or when my best friend doesn't like
Beryl Cook or David Hockney
Or when I think of Dick Van Dyke
Trying to do a cockney accent
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