Sitting in the labour
Where no-one’s very pally
I try to love my neighbour
But wind up loving Allie
She makes me joy she makes me sing
Allie you’re my everything!
Who would want to dodge love’s arrows
When my Alison’s on the case?
The focus of my senses narrows
Dear, the night’s long gone, the moon’s
A refugee, the sun’s about
These many hours to come...
