Brian Oliver

Brian Oliver, why don't you write?
Is there something about me
That you don't like?
Brian Oliver, hey man, what gives?
Don't forget, now, I know where you live

You, me and Crazy Horse we go way back
We've had our share of some mighty good craic
On our travels, always send you mail
One or two postcards without fail

Brian Oliver, why don't you write?
Is there something about me
That you don't like?
Brian Oliver, hey man, what gives?
Don't forget, now, I know where you live

You've always been welcome to join us mate
But you've never come along, no, not to date
23 Moatfield, Dublin 5
No word from you to say that you're alive

Brian Oliver, why don't you write?
Is there something about me
That you don't like?
Brian Oliver, hey man, what gives?
Don't forget, now, I know where you live

I could always write to Andrew Pye
Or Thomas Foley, now they're both great guys
You've turned real cold and you've put up a wall
Have to say Brian, I don't know you at all

Brian Oliver, why don't you write?
Is there something about me
That you don't like?
Brian Oliver, hey man, what gives?
Don't forget, now, I know where you live

Brian Oliver. I know where you live
Brian Oliver. I know where you live
Brian Oliver. I know where you live
Brian Oliver
Brian Oliver



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Writer(s): Spaceman Africa
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