Vicky Verky Lyrics

	作词 : Difford, Tilbrook
	(difford/tilbrook)
	With her hair up in his fingers
	The fish and chips smell lingers
	Under amber streetlamps
	She holds the law in her hands
	The moistness of the damp night
	Falls silent through the lamplight
	Although she's only fourteen
	She really knows her courting
	And up the railway sidings
	There's him and her
	They're lying
	Hand in hand they whisper
	You're my missus and i'm your mister
	The moon as white and virgin
	And she was on the turning
	Remember your first nibble
	When best friends were so little
	They really trooped the colours
	When walking with each other
	And all her mates would giggle
	As ladylike she'd wiggle
	All along the high street
	They'd splash out on an ice cream
	He'd sometimes really treat her
	But he'd done his mother's meter
	Well he went off to borstal
	He said that he was forced to
	Rob the flats of hi fi's
	Cuz she was ill
	And she would cry
	Each morning she got sicker
	Her mother sometimes hit her
	If she'd have known the story
	She would have been so sorry
	He received a letter and admitted it
	There was nothing else to do but get rid of it
	Lonely in his dormitory
	He'd sit and stare
	If this is for real
	And is it really fair
	Summer came so they went
	Down to the coast in his tent
	She cooked upon his primus
	And sampled local cider
	She told him in his rucksack
	I think i want that chance back
	To be perhaps the one who
	Will forever love you

	zuo ci : Difford, Tilbrook
	difford tilbrook
	With her hair up in his fingers
	The fish and chips smell lingers
	Under amber streetlamps
	She holds the law in her hands
	The moistness of the damp night
	Falls silent through the lamplight
	Although she' s only fourteen
	She really knows her courting
	And up the railway sidings
	There' s him and her
	They' re lying
	Hand in hand they whisper
	You' re my missus and i' m your mister
	The moon as white and virgin
	And she was on the turning
	Remember your first nibble
	When best friends were so little
	They really trooped the colours
	When walking with each other
	And all her mates would giggle
	As ladylike she' d wiggle
	All along the high street
	They' d splash out on an ice cream
	He' d sometimes really treat her
	But he' d done his mother' s meter
	Well he went off to borstal
	He said that he was forced to
	Rob the flats of hi fi' s
	Cuz she was ill
	And she would cry
	Each morning she got sicker
	Her mother sometimes hit her
	If she' d have known the story
	She would have been so sorry
	He received a letter and admitted it
	There was nothing else to do but get rid of it
	Lonely in his dormitory
	He' d sit and stare
	If this is for real
	And is it really fair
	Summer came so they went
	Down to the coast in his tent
	She cooked upon his primus
	And sampled local cider
	She told him in his rucksack
	I think i want that chance back
	To be perhaps the one who
	Will forever love you

	zuò cí : Difford, Tilbrook
	difford tilbrook
	With her hair up in his fingers
	The fish and chips smell lingers
	Under amber streetlamps
	She holds the law in her hands
	The moistness of the damp night
	Falls silent through the lamplight
	Although she' s only fourteen
	She really knows her courting
	And up the railway sidings
	There' s him and her
	They' re lying
	Hand in hand they whisper
	You' re my missus and i' m your mister
	The moon as white and virgin
	And she was on the turning
	Remember your first nibble
	When best friends were so little
	They really trooped the colours
	When walking with each other
	And all her mates would giggle
	As ladylike she' d wiggle
	All along the high street
	They' d splash out on an ice cream
	He' d sometimes really treat her
	But he' d done his mother' s meter
	Well he went off to borstal
	He said that he was forced to
	Rob the flats of hi fi' s
	Cuz she was ill
	And she would cry
	Each morning she got sicker
	Her mother sometimes hit her
	If she' d have known the story
	She would have been so sorry
	He received a letter and admitted it
	There was nothing else to do but get rid of it
	Lonely in his dormitory
	He' d sit and stare
	If this is for real
	And is it really fair
	Summer came so they went
	Down to the coast in his tent
	She cooked upon his primus
	And sampled local cider
	She told him in his rucksack
	I think i want that chance back
	To be perhaps the one who
	Will forever love you

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