You could always be eight.
Wed draw monsters on your walls.
Ill keep you up too late.
cause getting served in pubs
Isnt all its cracked up to be.
I dreamt you were wee again.
Arms stretched out and pining for me.
Come here so I can help you
Tie your brand new tie,
Brush your coat and remember
No-one laughs if you cry.
Well fuck me, its windy.
We picked a good day.
Thats the first drink Ive ever bought you
And Im sure youre starting to sway.