I'll make you stay
Even if the drinks are on me
And I have to pay
For the cab and any other fees.
Till closing time
We'll just be like this
Across the dirty pub table
Talking birds and bees.
And that green eye of yours
Where the whole world mirrors tonight
Like the pond where Lancelot du Lac was born
Is such a beautiful sight!
Maybe I'll have to call a cab when it gets late
And carry you up the stairs and be your mate
But tonight
That green eye is such a beautiful sight.
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