Guess Who Ran Off With the Milkman?

They say that we'll get married but
I'd quite like to run away
Everybody thinks you're perfect but
I don't care what people say
I don't want to get a mortgage
or think of when I'm sixty-three (sixty-three)
Or in terms of dogs and babies
I know how much you love me
But I don't think I love you
Anymore

But I don't think you understand
And naturally I'm a little wilder
And I don't need to hold your hand
I don't want to get a mortgage
or think of when I'm sixty-three (sixty-three)
Or in terms of dogs and babies
And know how much you love me
But I don't think I love you
Anymore

I've come to the conclusion that
There's far too many girls and boys meet
Someone else can see you're hurt
I'm really not that sweet
I don't want to get a mortgage
or think of when I'm sixty-three (sixty-three)
Or in terms of dogs and babies
And know how much you love me
But I don't think that I love you

(She don't think that she loves him)
And I don't think that I need you
(She don't think that she needs him)
Anymore



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Barry, Rose Dougall, Gwenno Saunders, Sebastian Falcone, Rebecca Pickles, Jonathan Falcone, Joseph Van Moyland
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