The hearse pulled away, and the girl that had died, it was you.
I know it's over, still I cling.
Get your hands off me -- kid, you must be bad luck!
Sixteen clumsy and shy,
I went to London and I.......
lounged with knees up and apart
So Bona to Vada. OH YOU! Your lovely eek and your lovely riah.
I thank you, I thank you with all of my heart.
Well, you don't need to look so pleased!
The pleasure -- the privilege is mine!
If you don't want me you don't have to have me.
" I was only joking when i said by rights you, should be bludgened in your bed"
I was a good kid- I wouldn't do you no harm!
But you were so different, you stood all alone.
Are you still there? Or ... have you moved away?
I'm still right here, where I always was..
I don't care, I don't care, I don't care.