My Life Story April 1st
I'm a singer who can't but I'm a lover who can
I'm a lover who can!
I'm a beggar who won't but I'll take what I can
I'll take what I can!
I would give her it all, but she would always say no
Cos she says she's the queen of the driven snow
Oh here comes April the First
She's welcoming me
She hasn't a doormat and I haven't a key
I gave her flowers she sent her family tree
Don't rewrite the books just rewrite the title
She helped me to be somebody I didn't like at all
April the First, the first of a line
I'm a protest lover in a protest song
She's a loser that's bad, that's why she usually won
I would give her it all, but she would always say no
Cos she says she's the queen of the driven snow, oh
yeah
Driven snow, oh yeah,
Oh no
Oh here comes April the First
She's welcoming me
She hasn't a doormat and I haven't a key
I gave her flowers she sent her family tree
Don't rewrite the books just rewrite the title
She helped me to be somebody I didn't like at all
Oh here comes April the First
She's welcoming me
She hasn't a doormat and I haven't a key
I gave her flowers she sent her family tree
She took a personality overdose
and sniffed the world right up her nose
Oh April, April so cold
Yeah I did the dishes she dished the dirt
She had the world revolving right round her skirt
Oh April the First the last of the flirts
Oh April the First the last of the flirts
