Pretty boy blue come blow your horn
Been down twice, three's a charm
If there's an angel up above
Bring her back to my arms
Jack be nimble Jack be quick
Teach me how to turn that trick
Let me learn the lesson well
To catch a falling star
Out of this world she sends me out of this world
Out of this world she sends me out of this world
Wells were made for wishin'
And a dollar bill was meant to blow
A pretty face was made for missin'
So I'll tell you where my money will go
One there was a crooked man
He walked a crooked mile
I'd walk from here to eternity
Just to see her smile
And wells were made for wishing on
My money's all been spent
And if you ever ask me where
I'll tell you where the money went.
Writer(s): Boo Hewerdine, Christopher Difford, Mark Mclachlan
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