Song for whoever — Beautiful South: текст песни

#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # From: Christian Korbanka, Cologne, Germany E-mail: [email protected] Lyrics and chords of: Song For Whoever by The Beautiful South

Suggestions and corrections are always welcome! Date: 95/10/15

I Love you from the bottom, of my pencil case I love you in the songs, I write and sing

Love you because, you put me in the rightful place And I love the PRS checks, that you bring

Cheap, never cheap I'll sing the songs 'till you're asleep When you've gone upstairs I'll creep And write it all down

Oh Shirley, Oh Deborah, Oh Julie, Oh Jane I wrote so many songs about you I forget your name (I forget you name) Jennifer, Allison, Philippa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too Jennifer, Allison, Philippa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too I forget your name

I love you from the bottom of my pencil case I love the way you never ask me why I love to write about each wrinkle on your face And I love you 'till my fountain pen runs dry

Deep so deep, The number one I hope to reap Depends upon the tears you weap, So cry lovely cry, cry

Oh Cathy, Oh Alison, Oh Philippa, Oh Sue You made me so much money, I wrote this song for you Jennifer, Allison, Philippa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too Jennifer, Allison, Philippa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too

So let me talk about Mary, a sad story Turned her grief into glory So let me talk about Mary, a sad story Turned her grief into glory

Late at night, by the typewriter light She ripped his ribbon to shreds Late at night, by the typewriter light She ripped his ribbon to shreds

So let me talk about Mary, a sad story Turned her grief into glory So let me talk about Mary, a sad story Turned her grief into glory

Late at night, by the typewriter light She ripped his ribbon to shreds Late at night, by the typewriter light She ripped his ribbon to shreds

I wrote this song for you

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