I asked the man who drove the bus. To let me off at Maple Avenue. He looked at me through puzzled eyes. And said, "You don't live around here, do you?".
I signed the paper,. She signed below me,. The judge said married,. She said hold me,. Church bells started,. As we departed,. Straight into life we sailed,.
Boys we're living in a brave new world. Let me tell you what I've learned about girls. In this age of high tech and state of the art. When it comes to love you've still gotta talk to her heart.
Softly I hear you talking. I see you walking right out the door. Faintly I hear you tell me. That you don't love me anymore. . Surely I must be dreaming.