Walking down the High Street saw that girl and froze
Is she gonna look my way do you think she knows

I'm so old she can trust me, more sinned against than sinned
When I try to smile at her will she think it's wind

(Ref) I've got to laugh or else I'll end up crying ...
I just can't win but I must keep trying ...

There should be no problem, no portent of disaster
Why can't I just walk up and ask her

Will my courage fail me surely she won't bite
Do I really think she won't or perhaps she might?

E-excuse me, can you spare a minute to fill my survey in
Vegetables, do you like them frozen or tinned? Do you take jam on your piece?