Said what I said on another post, but with a lot less ink. Guess that means you can afford more beers to drown the sorrows Polly. And god knows we need more beers.
Actually, With apologies to Mr Bowie.
With your lack of hair, and crazy eyes too,
The only thing we ever got from You
was sorrow, sorrow.
You're acting funny, try to spend my money
You out there playing your high class games
Of sorrow, sorrow
You never do what you know you oughter,
Something tells me you're the devils noughter,
Sorrow, sorrow
You had to find Zac cause You can't resist him
You never knew just how much You missed him
Sorrow, sorrow
With your lack of hair, and crazy eyes too,
The only thing we ever got from You was
sorrow, sorrow
Sorrow
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
With your lack of hair, and crazy eyes too,
I couldn't sleep last night
With your lack of hair, and crazy eyes too,