I Drew A Lemon Songtext
von Terry Hall
I Drew A Lemon Songtext
I drew a lemon
I thought we′d last forever
But you drew the curtains
And pulled yourself together
Me, I was certain
We'd wed and save our pennies
You went for a button
Set up the consequences
A couple of friends called by
And asked me to go out
Well maybe on Friday night
I′ll iron a shirt, choose a tie
And drink until that well is dry
But I drew a lemon
Those girls just laughed and wafted by
I sat there waiting
Waiting for snow in mid July
They threw me a party
But all three guests were boring
I turned on the TV
To drown the sound of snoring
A couple of cops dropped by
'Cause Mr. Singh complained
The level of my hi-fi
Is driving him to drink
I think I'll turn it down
′Til you turn up again
A couple of years rolled by
And me, I′m doing fine
I work for the FBI
They promise me a Christmas bonus
Just think one day this will all be mine
But I drew a lemon
I punched that gift horse in the mouth
I won't get to heaven
If heaven′s north, then I'll choose south
A couple of friends crawled by
And begged me to go out
Well maybe the time is right
To iron that shirt, choose a tie
Watch you and your friends
Go sailing by
I thought we′d last forever
But you drew the curtains
And pulled yourself together
Me, I was certain
We'd wed and save our pennies
You went for a button
Set up the consequences
A couple of friends called by
And asked me to go out
Well maybe on Friday night
I′ll iron a shirt, choose a tie
And drink until that well is dry
But I drew a lemon
Those girls just laughed and wafted by
I sat there waiting
Waiting for snow in mid July
They threw me a party
But all three guests were boring
I turned on the TV
To drown the sound of snoring
A couple of cops dropped by
'Cause Mr. Singh complained
The level of my hi-fi
Is driving him to drink
I think I'll turn it down
′Til you turn up again
A couple of years rolled by
And me, I′m doing fine
I work for the FBI
They promise me a Christmas bonus
Just think one day this will all be mine
But I drew a lemon
I punched that gift horse in the mouth
I won't get to heaven
If heaven′s north, then I'll choose south
A couple of friends crawled by
And begged me to go out
Well maybe the time is right
To iron that shirt, choose a tie
Watch you and your friends
Go sailing by
Writer(s): Andrew John Partridge, Terry Hall Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

