spine heal make me tailless take it, take it mick I bet you five to four that I'm forgotten her heels grew wings and hearts grow rotten but, anyway, god bless 'em there is no pace there's little happiness lack of a pulse where is that sweet caress? and why does that face suddenly look so depressed? lying and crying all the time watching the minutes flow by well I've got all the time in the world on my own better call off the date better cancel the wedding you take the kids and I'll keep the bedding oh, I want to hear you say "ah, come on, behave" but there's plenty more cock on the block every single day well I've got all the time in the world on my own I feel like calling the press and trying to sell my autograph you feel like breaking my neck is announced by the way you laugh "ha ha as if you could" you said "prepare to compete with that good looking, now thinking singer on our street" I looked into your eyes without surprise you kissed the wind began to sing, I've got all the time in the world on my own we've got mistakes we don't care to hide our errors are hidden intentions inside but you don't wanna hear what went wrong just wanna dance to the rock 'n' roll song we got faults we got faults perfection in itself is a fault we stumble and blunder