Bittersweet Timpani

Swaggering home to sound the timpani
And chugging along I won't be home in time for tea
I'm thinking of you but please don't think of me
Because I like you, I like you, I like you
Where'd my spine go?
Has it settled abroad in the lingo
Was it never mine?
Bittersweet
Timpani
I'm sobbing along to sound the timpani
My teetle called and told my mother scolded me
So I'm thinking of you but mum's the word you see
Yeah, I like you, I like you, I like you
Where'd my spine go?
To Paris, Rome or Tokyo
Was it ever mine?
Bittersweet
Timpani
Bittersweet
Timpani