STARRY EYES
(Birch/Wicks) © Off The Peg Songs/Universal Music Publishing Ltd

While you were lost in France, we were stranded in the British Isles, left to fall apart amongst the passports and the files. We never asked for miracles, but they were our concern. Did you really think we’d sit it out and wait for your return?

I don’t wanna argue, I ain’t gonna budge. Won’t you take this number down, before you call up the judge? I don’t wanna argue, there’s a nothing to say. Get me out of your starry eyes and be on your way.

While you were on the beach, were you dreaming all about your share, planning to invest it all to cover wear and tear? We’ve paid for all the phone calls, the money’s on the shelf. Don’t you know that while you’re gone away I gotta help myself.

I don’t wanna argue, I ain’t gonna budge. Won’t you take this number down, before you call up the judge? I don’t wanna argue, there’s a nothing to say. Get me out of your starry eyes and be on your way.

While you were in the pool, we were meeting with the boys upstairs, talking to the money men and carrying out repairs. We had no time for cocktails, or working up a tan. The boys have all been spoken to, the writ has hit the fan

I don’t wanna argue, I ain’t gonna fight. Does it really matter any more who was wrong or right? I don’t wanna argue, there’s a nothing to say. Get me out of your starry eyes and be on your way.