Album Cover Starry Eyes

Starry Eyes

The Records

3

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 would 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 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 the 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

Repeat chorus

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 be spoken to

The writ has hit the fan

So I don't wanna argue

And I ain't gonna fight

Does it really matter anymore

Who was wrong or right

Cause I don't wanna argue

There's nothing to say

Get me out of your starry eyes

And be on your way

Just get me out of your starry eyes

And be on your way

Well get me out of your starry eyes

And be on your way