Hear what I say
See what I do
Believe me now, I'm all over you
All over you
I know a place (I know a place)
A certain very tender spot
To have and to hold
To have and have not

Listening to the sad songs that the radio plays
Have we come this fa-fa-fa to find a soul cliche

Let them talk, let them talk, let them all talk
Let them all talk, let them talk, let them all talk
Let them all talk, let them talk, let them all talk
Let them all talk, let them talk, let them all talk

Oh yeah we're killing time
Just to keep you clocking on
These are the best years of your life
Now they're here and gone

Do the world a service
And you could do yourself a favour
Whose tongue now is tasting last week's flavour
Our day will come (our day will come)
When you have squandered all your youth
To have and to hold
A stranger to the truth

Listening to the sad songs that the radio plays
Have we come this fa-fa-fa to find a soul cliche