Bournville Eyes
Her eyes that are of richest brown
Remind me of that model town
A happy place, so people claim
The chocolate made there shares its name
Confection dark without compare
And though it's made no longer there
The irony is plain and clear
It's made in France but loved right here
She may want admiration
Of a different kind
But the thing that I love most of hers
Is not her strength of mind
They can lift up my heart, they
Energise and resistance
Dies; and they set her apart, such
Beauty lies in her Bournville
Eyes. Do do do do do do, because they're
Beautiful - her Bournville
Eyes. Do do do do do do, because they're
Beautiful
She redefined the doctor's art
Got up my nose and found my heart
Took time with me for tea and talk
A confluence of cheese and chalk
She spun her spell in mauve and black
And soon there was no turning back
The moth had locked on to her flame
Those chocolate eyes that melt and maim
She may want admiration
Of a different kind
But the thing that I love most of hers
Is not her strength of mind.
They can lift up my heart, they
Energise and resistance
Dies; and they set her apart, such
Beauty lies in her Bournville
Eyes. Do do do do do do, because they're
Beautiful - her Bournville
Eyes. Do do do do do do, because they're
Beautiful
Do do do do do do, because they're
Beautiful - her Bournville
Eyes. Do do do do do do, because they're
Beautiful - her Bournville
Eyes because they're beautiful her Bournville
Eyes because they're beautiful her Bournville
Eyes because they're beautiful
Remind me of that model town
A happy place, so people claim
The chocolate made there shares its name
Confection dark without compare
And though it's made no longer there
The irony is plain and clear
It's made in France but loved right here
She may want admiration
Of a different kind
But the thing that I love most of hers
Is not her strength of mind
They can lift up my heart, they
Energise and resistance
Dies; and they set her apart, such
Beauty lies in her Bournville
Eyes. Do do do do do do, because they're
Beautiful - her Bournville
Eyes. Do do do do do do, because they're
Beautiful
She redefined the doctor's art
Got up my nose and found my heart
Took time with me for tea and talk
A confluence of cheese and chalk
She spun her spell in mauve and black
And soon there was no turning back
The moth had locked on to her flame
Those chocolate eyes that melt and maim
She may want admiration
Of a different kind
But the thing that I love most of hers
Is not her strength of mind.
They can lift up my heart, they
Energise and resistance
Dies; and they set her apart, such
Beauty lies in her Bournville
Eyes. Do do do do do do, because they're
Beautiful - her Bournville
Eyes. Do do do do do do, because they're
Beautiful
Do do do do do do, because they're
Beautiful - her Bournville
Eyes. Do do do do do do, because they're
Beautiful - her Bournville
Eyes because they're beautiful her Bournville
Eyes because they're beautiful her Bournville
Eyes because they're beautiful
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Writer(s): Mark O'brien
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