Well, my love wrote the words to the saddest songs The songs that said that life is too long And the moon is always blue, just because
Why don't you sing me those other songs again? All the songs that say life's worth the worry and the pain The sun smiles through the rain, just because
She's (supposed to be) my moral guide, but she does nothing at all Smokes (my cigarettes) all of my bone and stares at the wall Maybe she'll pace the room, howl at the moon But still she's the sweetest girl, No, he's the sweetest girl in the world
And me, I'm just a dilly boy Fresh flower pressed Picadilly boy Hands on hips, pout on lips Meat, rag-tag like a dilly boy He's the sweetest girl, the sweetest girl in the world