Frances O'connor
Well, Frances O'Connor won't you come out to play?
The sun's on the tall grass let's go and make hay,
And if you feel like I do, as well you may,
Frances O'CConner...
Well Frances O'Connor, won't you slip out tonight,
There's a full moon a-risig, let's dance by its light,
And if you feel like I do, as well you might,
Frances. O'Connor...
Well, Frances O'Connor, you're a hell of a girl,
A princess in paisley, and precious, in pearls,
The only thing special in this neighbourhood,
Yau could drive back the dark clouds if anyone could...
Frances O'Connor, can a man have no shame?
I would march across Europe if you whispered my name,
And if you feel like I do, who'd be to blame?
Frances O'Connor...
Well, Frances O'Connor, you'll drive me to drink,
I could watch you for hours, never daring to blink,
The only thing pulling me back from the brink,
Is Frances O'Connor...
Now Frances O'Connor, must you always be good?
For it's obvious you're human, not made out of wod,
And if you feel like I do, as well you should,
Frances O'Connor,
Ah, Frances O Connor,
Ah, Frances O'Connor...
The sun's on the tall grass let's go and make hay,
And if you feel like I do, as well you may,
Frances O'CConner...
Well Frances O'Connor, won't you slip out tonight,
There's a full moon a-risig, let's dance by its light,
And if you feel like I do, as well you might,
Frances. O'Connor...
Well, Frances O'Connor, you're a hell of a girl,
A princess in paisley, and precious, in pearls,
The only thing special in this neighbourhood,
Yau could drive back the dark clouds if anyone could...
Frances O'Connor, can a man have no shame?
I would march across Europe if you whispered my name,
And if you feel like I do, who'd be to blame?
Frances O'Connor...
Well, Frances O'Connor, you'll drive me to drink,
I could watch you for hours, never daring to blink,
The only thing pulling me back from the brink,
Is Frances O'Connor...
Now Frances O'Connor, must you always be good?
For it's obvious you're human, not made out of wod,
And if you feel like I do, as well you should,
Frances O'Connor,
Ah, Frances O Connor,
Ah, Frances O'Connor...
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Writer(s): Clive James Gregson
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