歌词
It took ten years to realise
Why the angels start to cry
When you roll on down the lane in your
Happy smile, your funny name
I'm not being mean so don't take it hard
When I ask you to run 'round the yard
It's so hopeless to define
Why you jump to close the blinds, you
You know I'd help you if I could, but
Both my arms are made of wood
Just don't mean the things I say
It's only 'cos you're made that way
Sorry for laughing
There's too much happening
Sorry for laughing
There's too much happening
When we groove on into town
Charles Atlas, he stops to frown
'Cos he's not made like me and you
Just can't do the things we do
You know it's, it's times like these you have to pay
So, sorry to turn on that way
