All animals we are

Round the bench, in the park

Your sisters in the dark today

Watery pinned eyes, my soul

Has gone a little cold



And maybe, maybe next year

If it isn't too dear

We'll get ourselves

Some good time girls

Remember when you pay

You'll pay in many many ways



And he's crossing the road

To get his daily sport



Oh now they're begging you

They're begging you, what will you do?

Oh lord, they're begging you

Your friend begging you

What will you do?



And have you heard the singer

Said he's a dead ringer for

A feeling that I used to know

Oh she cries