Tulips From Amsterdam - Max Bygraves

Mrs. human You're not grieving You're just making fun of me Twelve years in tow, a carnal blindfold I stuck to my guns 'Til you told me I dig the grave you lay in You called my bluff, I'm shaken Paper tulips on your eyelids You say you don't wanna do this Paper tulips on your eyelids You say you don't wanna do this Might've lost the plot this time but I'm on your side Know I can be hot and cold at the same time That's the one paradox in me you don't like Give you eveything you want in life But you're running from me like I'm hiding something Sinister behind these eyes Girl, suicide when you told me I dig the grave you lay in (Lay in) You called my bluff, I'm shaken Paper tulips on your eyelids You say you don't wanna do this Paper tulips on your eyelids You say you don't wanna do this Oh, but you got so bored of brushes on a canvas So you never leave with the same one you came with And you try so hard to be so understanding But you don't stick the landing, ooh Ooh, but you got so bored of brushes on a canvas So you never leave with the same one you came with And you try so hard to be so understanding But you don't stick the landing

OUT OF TOWN From the film " Charley Moon" (1956 ( Will, The countryside is still The only place where I Could settle down Troubles there are so much rarer Out of town Spring starts to spring The cuckoo starts to sing A song to take the Edge off winter's frown And spring cleaning has a meaning Out of town Up there the sun is a big yellow duster Polishing the blue, Blue sky With white fluffy clouds in A cluster Hanging on a breeze to dry Trees everywhere With blossoms in their hair And Mother Nature Wears her newest gown What I'd give Once more to live Right out of town.