Happy New Year

Did the ironing in a cowboy hat Felt as fresh as the paint in this new flat I will never tell you what to do Have ambition simply to see things through Did you know I could be a lot of fun? I'm aware that friendship can die young As the glow from the streetlight bled Down the Langlands Road, we set off the best of friends I know where I stand (I know just where I stand) I don't need you to hold my hand I'm trying to get along with you And I ask myself 'what am I gonna do?' I'm coming round to take a stand Gonna to put us together with glue or an elastic band I know where I stand (I know just where I stand) I don't need you to hold my hand Well, I'm softer than my face would suggest And at times like these, I'm at my lowest ebb And now I can't confide in you If I cry to set the mood, oh please could you cry too? Happy New Year, you are my only vice What if we compromise? I am open Happy New Year, you are my only vice (Do you have to wear a frown like that? You could have hit me with a baseball bat) What if we compromise? I am open (Do you have to wear a frown like that? You could have hit me with a baseball bat) Do you want to? (Yes I do) Do you have to? (Yes I do) Do I love to? (So do you) Do we have to?