Pen And Notebook

Pen and notebook You saved for a ba*s guitar You knew you'd made a mistake when you first saw Marr With your pen and notebook you've blown me away It's the smallest words we cannot say Your favourite colour is that of red wine Which brings me around to your favourite pastime With your pen and notebook you've blown me away And I won't be blamed for not feeling the same Are the stars out tonight From the Southside oh the prettiest side Will you stumble or fall tonight Are you watching wrapped up cosy and tight We're not the same We're not the same We're not the same