[00:00.000] 作词 : Chris Difford/Glenn Tilbrook
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Chris Difford/Glenn Tilbrook
[00:15.590]I never thought it would happen
[00:17.630]With me and the girl from clapham
[00:20.040]Out on a windy common
[00:21.260]
[00:21.980]That night i ain't forgotten
[00:23.290]
[00:23.930]When she dealt out the rations
[00:25.890]With some or other passions
[00:27.260]
[00:27.930]I said you are a lady
[00:29.410]
[00:29.990]Perhaps she said i may be
[00:32.160]
[00:36.050]We moved into a basement
[00:37.950]With thoughts of our engagement
[00:39.980]We stayed in by the telly
[00:42.050]Although the room was smelly
[00:43.450]
[00:44.020]We spent our time just kissing
[00:46.100]The railway arms were missing
[00:47.490]
[00:48.130]But love had got us hooked up
[00:50.230]And all our time it took up
[00:52.600]
[00:56.060]I got a job with stanley
[00:58.220]He said i'd come in handy
[01:00.100]And started me on monday
[01:02.100]So i had a bath on sunday
[01:04.240]I worked eleven hours
[01:05.970]And bought the girl some flowers
[01:08.120]She said she'd seen a doctor
[01:10.000]And nothing now could stop her
[01:12.300]
[01:16.190]I worked all through the winter
[01:17.840]The weather brass and bitter
[01:19.680]I put away a tenner
[01:21.040]
[01:21.720]Each week to make her better
[01:23.630]And when the time was ready
[01:25.620]We had to sell the telly
[01:27.540]Late evenings by the fire
[01:28.840]
[01:29.440]With little kicks inside her
[01:31.790]
[01:35.230]This morning at 4 50
[01:37.200]I took her rather nifty
[01:39.120]Down to an incubator
[01:40.510]
[01:41.060]Where thirty minutes later
[01:43.070]She gave birth to a daughter
[01:45.130]Within a year a walker
[01:46.940]She looked just like her mother
[01:49.030]If there could be another
[01:50.910]
[01:54.860]And now she's two years older
[01:56.910]Her mother's with a soldier
[01:58.740]She left me when my drinking
[02:00.670]Became a proper stinging
[02:02.710]The devil came and took me
[02:04.930]From bar to street to bookie
[02:06.790]No more nights by the telly
[02:08.850]No more nights nappies smelling
[02:10.930]
[02:14.660]Alone here in the kitchen
[02:16.580]I feel there's something missing
[02:18.540]I'd beg for some forgiveness
[02:20.190]
[02:20.700]But beggings not my business
[02:22.050]
[02:22.560]And she won't write a letter
[02:24.710]Although i always tell her
[02:26.700]And so it's my assumption
[02:28.470]I'm really up the junction

作词 : Chris Difford/Glenn Tilbrook
作曲 : Chris Difford/Glenn Tilbrook
I never thought it would happen
With me and the girl from clapham
Out on a windy common
That night i ain't forgotten
When she dealt out the rations
With some or other passions
I said you are a lady
Perhaps she said i may be
We moved into a basement
With thoughts of our engagement
We stayed in by the telly
Although the room was smelly
We spent our time just kissing
The railway arms were missing
But love had got us hooked up
And all our time it took up
I got a job with stanley
He said i'd come in handy
And started me on monday
So i had a bath on sunday
I worked eleven hours
And bought the girl some flowers
She said she'd seen a doctor
And nothing now could stop her
I worked all through the winter
The weather brass and bitter
I put away a tenner
Each week to make her better
And when the time was ready
We had to sell the telly
Late evenings by the fire
With little kicks inside her
This morning at 4 50
I took her rather nifty
Down to an incubator
Where thirty minutes later
She gave birth to a daughter
Within a year a walker
She looked just like her mother
If there could be another
And now she's two years older
Her mother's with a soldier
She left me when my drinking
Became a proper stinging
The devil came and took me
From bar to street to bookie
No more nights by the telly
No more nights nappies smelling
Alone here in the kitchen
I feel there's something missing
I'd beg for some forgiveness
But beggings not my business
And she won't write a letter
Although i always tell her
And so it's my assumption
I'm really up the junction