Lyric that will give a song away (Verse 2)

I guess the lady is still making up her mind!

Don’t cry for me . . nextdoor neighbour

Saratoga

A brown eyed girl in hand-me-downs
Whose name I never could pronounce

He's the hairy-handed gent
Who ran amok in Kent

I decree today that life is simply taking and not giving
England is mine, it owes me a living
But ask me why, and I'll spit in your eye
Oh ask me why and I'll spit in your eye

What’s the worst that I can say ?
Things are better if I stay
So long and good night
So long, not good night

♫ If her daddy's rich take her out for a meal
If her daddy's poor just do what you feel ♫

Don't go trying some new fashion
Don't change the color of your hair
You always have my unspoken passion
Although I might not seem to care

I'm not the one you want, babe
I'm the one you need

I don't know if you can see the changes that have come over me
In these last few days I've been afraid that I might drift away
So I've been telling old stories, singing songs that make me think about where I came from
And that's the reason why I seem so far away today

But let me tell you that I love you, that I think about you all the time

And I'll be in Scotland afore ye

Goebbels has no balls at all

Ah, people asking questions
Lost in confusion
Well, I tell them there's no problem
Only solutions
Well, they shake their heads and they look at me, as if I've lost my mind
I tell them there's no hurry, I'm just sitting here doing time

and a dedication for Arlene

You're riding high in April, shot down in May