Tabletalk

don't like your stare don't like the arm in the air your style is so brash and that silly moustache it was, tabletalk the evil I see sends bad vibrations through me and oh what a square with your diagonal hair it was, tabletalk l said to gilly 'how do you do tabletalk?' 'how do you do tabletalk?' and this is what she said; 'love love love love...' the love of his life too close to become a wife and the death of this girl came close to saving the world from his tabletalk