Pukka
We've been out all day long in the spring
About to write a new song for us to sing
The library girls were all wearing new skirts
And the sun was shining above
I told you all about my new flirts
And the vanity of love
We've been out all day long in the spring
About to write a new song for us to sing
I had to choose between girls
At the party I dreamt of
I saw your hair turning curls
And knew you'd fallen in love
We've been out all day long in the spring
About to write a new song for us to sing
It's not enough, you're not happy
With the sun above
Next week you're flying to New York City
To meet the one you love, to meet the one you love
To meet the one you love, to meet the one you love
To meet your brand new love