I know a song that'll get on yer nerves.....
get on yer nerves
get on yer nerves
I know a song that'll get on yer nerves.....
get get get on yer nerves.......
How could we know
whatever you know
if whatever you know
is never shared
How could a lady
who is caught unawares
know which one is her baby
How does a rain cloud know what to do
or , a mouse what to chew.
unless theres a clock
that goes tickety tock
and if there is, who wound it.
Its not that your daft
or exceedingly brash
its more about ins and outs
and like cricket the game
it all becomes a shame
if men cant give themselves out.