I cut the red one, no, the blue one I cut the red one, no, the blue one I cut the red one I cut the red one, I cut the blue one Raking over the embers
A safe pair of hands, a reason to stand Some guns to stick to rational demands Come on, now ladies, they won't fertilize themselves Get into the ball
She was only just a girl in a picture But he thought if I could only make her smile Then she'd be mine He'd folded it, re-folded it so many times He'd
Cornetto I love the way your under wire bra Always sets off that X-ray machine Coming in to land And now I love the color of it all Blue lights on the
a Tuesday at noon Bagpuss gave me the fear But as if by magic she appeared Through rose coloured glasses I fall Fall foul of the masses Melodrama In Valderrama Twenty-something blues
said to the little blue bell I've come to dry yours tears And on that night so the story's told She changed the little blue bell to the purest gold
bells Oh the light that shines on life And the living that can tell Oh the joy, when the gates we reach And ring those golden bells
better loser Bell bottom blues, you made me cry I don't want to lose this feeling And if I could choose a place to die It would be in your arms Bell bottom blues
Who gave you the right to tell where my demons dwell. And who gave you the rock to throw at my fortress bell. And the foolish time, and the foolish time
Bell bottom blues, you made me cry I don't want to lose this feeling And if I could choose a place to die It would be in your arms Do you want to see
Charlemagne, your swords and your coattails are broken Prince of Wales these words that you have spoken are token Oh, let's emerge from the shadows Oh
Well, the big bell is tollin' Trouble is heading north Well, the big bell, it's tollin' Trouble is heading north Well, it's so my baby And it let me
Bell bottom blues you made me cry And I don't want to lose this feeling And if I could choose a place to die Oh, it would be in your arms [Chorus:] Do
Tuesday at noon Bagpuss gave me the fear But as if by magic she appeared Through rose coloured glasses I fall Fall foul of the masses Melodrama In Valderrama Twenty-something blues
said to the little blue bell I've come to dry your tears and on that night So the story's told, she changed the little blue bell To the purest gold with
on it, you can place a little bet That when I see my washing The black will be grey and the white will be grey But the blues are still blue I?m crying
Bell bottom blues, you made me cry. I don't want to lose this feeling. And if I could choose a place to die It would be in your arms. Do you want to
Each is not my love, moan I for what I make up hundreds so I know how to make love There, you can have my youth, I know I have loved Started to see him