When he spoke she smiled in all the right places
In her smile he saw the poison she tasted
She wasn't listening to the sweet words
He wasn't listening to her lying tongue
He wasn't listening to the words being sung
By the blue boy
Friends told him of her young heart's passion
Down by the sea where the blue waves crashing
She wasn't listening to the sweet words
He wasn't listening to her lying tongue
He wasn't listening to the words being sung
By the blue boy
Oh curse and bless with
The gabardine which surrounds him
See him writhe at the sight
Of your eyes which repel him
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
He won't be listening to the sweet words
He won't be listening to her lying tongue
He'll be listening to the words being sung
By the blue boy
Whoa whoa blue boy
Whoa whoa blue boy
Whoa whoa blue boy
Cheerio, blue boy
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