I drew a lemon
I thought we'd last forever
But you drew the curtains
And pulled yourself together
Me I was certain
We'd wed and save our pennies
You went for a burton
Said 'sod the consequences'
A couple of friends called by
And asked me to go out
Well maybe on friday night
I'll iron a shirt
Choose a tie
And drink until that well is dry, but
I drew a lemon
Those girls just laughed and wafted by
I sat there waiting
Waiting for snow in mid-july
They threw a party
But all three guests were boring
I turned on the TV
To drown the sound of snoring
A couple of cops dropped by
'cos Mr Singh complained
The level of my Hi-Fi
Is driving him to drink, I think
I'll turn it down 'til you turn up again
A couple of years rolled by
And me I'm doing fine
I work for the F.B.I.
They promised me a christmas bonus
Just think one day this will all be mine
But I drew a lemon
I punched that gift horse in the mouth
I won't get to heaven
If heaven's north then I'll chose south
A couple of friends crawled by
And beg me to go out
Well maybe the time is right
To iron that shirt
Choose a tie
Watch you and your friends
Go sailing by
Writer(s): Terry Hall, Andy Partridge
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