I like you And you like him And he likes me And we all love each other. We like to sit in the cafe And eat and drink and talk all day And watch the sun. We like to read the newspaper And talk about him and her And who is getting along with who these days, And when the sun goes down We walk along the cobblestone ground.
He loves the city With the bricks and broken bottles And the pretty little flowers As they grow against the wall. He is dark, He is tall, He is the tallest one of all Of us. You are bright and quick and fair And seems that you have lost some hair But this is all right. This is ok. we do not mind. We write and fight and sing And this is fine.
We drink the wine If we get it free And if he buys you a coffee He can surely buy some for me And one day we will work real hard And get a job And not just sit here Writing letters On this silly boulevard. And everyone will know our name And we'll be rich Or we'll at least Have some kind of fame. We'll be brave, We'll be bold, We'll come riding through Like knights of old.
The sun is like A lover's hand As it comes down And touches you Touches me Touches him Touches you. And we have all got dirty feet From wearing sandals in the street, And we should all go home. But still you will Insist insist Until each last one has been kissed And each one is happy. And when the sun goes down We walk along the cobblestone ground. This is ok. we do not mind. We write and fight and sing And this is fine.
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