No Kids The Beaches All Closed
Oh, back at home again willing every evening to end in the front room with the TV flickering.
Back at home again ending every evening, without wasting my time worrying about what you've been thinking
You may pass by and see me from out in the street, watching the news while the wind whips the leaves from the trees.
You may pass by and see me from out in the street, dancing alone to borrowed records from the library.
So, let me tell you, dressed up in J. Press from head to toe, I could just die, darling don't you know, how I wish I could be running 'round with you, how I wish I could be running 'round with you.
With people folding up their programmes after the show now, dolled up as all get out but with no place to go.
How I wish I could be running 'round with you, how I wish I could be running 'round with you.
Oh, let me tell you what I'm thinking, let me tell you about every little thing.
I think about you now that the rains have come, and took a train upstate for Thanksgiving.
A long afternoon spent sitting in the drawing room, with the beaches all closed and the water let out of the pool.
Well, I know it's hard when Stevie's on the radio going, "You're not like other people, you do what you want to."
So, let me tell you, dressed up in J. Press from head to toe, I could just die, darling don't you know, how I wish I could be running 'round with you, how I wish I could be running 'round with you.
With people folding up their programmes after the show now, dolled up as all get out but with no place to go.
How I wish I could be running 'round with you, how I wish I could be running 'round with you.
