If I could always be eighteen.
You could always be eight.
We'd draw monsters on your walls.
I'll keep you up too late. [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/a/arab_strap/the_devil_tips.html ]
'cause getting served in pubs
Isn't all it's cracked up to be.
I dreamt you were wee again.
Arms stretched out and pining for me.
Come here so I can help you
Tie your brand new tie,
Brush your coat and remember
No-one laughs if you cry.
Well fuck me, it's windy.
We picked a good day.
That's the first drink I've ever bought you
And I'm sure you're starting to sway.
