Take me out of this place I know no one here and no one knows me I'm just a girl, I'm just a girl I know nothing of you I know nothing of anything and I've got to learn everything for this I know nothing at all, I know nothing at all Help me out There are things that I would like to know I'm going to the library I'm gonna go to the library And there I'll read a book about everything in the world
Sometimes I find myself sittin' back and reminiscing Especially when I have to watch other people kissing And I remember when you started callin' me your missus All the play fightin', all the flirtatious disses
I'd tell you sad stories about my childhood I don't know why I trusted you but I knew that I could We'd spend the whole weekend lying in our own dirt I was just so happy in your boxers and your t-shirt
Dreams, dreams Of when we had just started things Dreams of you and me And it seems, it seems That I can't shake those memories I wonder if you have the same dreams too
The littlest things that take me there I know it sounds lame but it's so true I know it's not right, but it seems unfair The things are reminding me of you
Summer in the city means cleavage, cleavage, cleavage And don't get me wrong, dear, in general I think I'm doing quite fine It's just when it's summer in the city, and you're so long gone from the city I start to miss you, baby, sometimes
One day, you will get married That day will be July 5th, 2014 And it's gonna be a day to remember
You're gonna get married in 2014, on July 5th Who could have foreseen I'll tell you who I'll tell you who It was me
Well it came to me in this funny dream One afternoon at a quarter past three There I was in the hammock Having a snooze cruise
The wedding was held in a two horse town But one horse was remarkably down So you did your best to reverse that frown But it did not work because you're not a horse whisperer
And you prayed to the G-man for a sunny day But instead he gave you a month of rain And one of your bridesmaids never even came Because she didn't like rain
You glanced at all your wedding guests And you saw uncle Derek in a wedding dress And you guessed he must've be in some distress And he was
Your auntie Maureen, she had a dodgy back And she collapsed whilst dancing to a Meat Loaf track Performed by a Meat Loaf tribute act called Malt Loaf
The lady priest who gave you away She turned out to be a little bit gay And she took quite a shining to granny Jane Who was a little bit scared
And the best man's speech, it went a bit wrong As the best man dressed as a giant croissant And decided to deliver the whole thing in song But he could not sing and it was bit embarrassing
Well you're gonna get married in 2014, on July 5th Who could have foreseen I'll tell you who I'll tell you who It was me
As the moment approached you got a bit spooked So your dad got you some Petits Filous To remind you of your misspent youth That you once had
You looked upon your wedding guests And you heard your heart loud inside your chest As you thought of your true love Who was not there
You went on honeymoon, you made some kids One was called Billy and one was called Whizz And then you lived your life You lived your life And then you died
My friend, an angel in disguise We live, in a world that's full of lies You are, always on your own Even so
You're holding out a lifeline You're holding on to love You'll never give up hope
When all we do is run around in circles And everyone is searching for the answers You close your eyes, you're ready to start over And again, you leave the past behind