Alright

(Feels good to be home)

Oh she's driving round
With a buttercup face
Oh she's lounging round
Too hard to find a pace
'cos you're looking way too fine in your white dress, baby alright
Oh her skin's so soft
Softer than my own face

Oh I'm sorry baby
For all the things that I've done
But my pockets are empty

Oh I'm sorry baby
For all the things that I've done
But my pockets are empty

Cos she's walking round
With a buttercup face
Oh the lights are dim
Floating into space

'cos she's looking pretty fine in her white dress, baby alright
And her eyes are so soft
Softer than my own taste

'cos I'm sorry baby
For all the things that I've done
But my pockets are empty

'cos I'm sorry baby
For all the things that I've done
But my pockets are empty

Well I'm sorry baby
For all the things that I've done
But my pockets are empty

Oh I'm sorry baby
For all the things that I've done
But my pockets are empty