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?