Everybody's Gotta Learn Sometime

Hampstead girl on Parliament Hill

Drinks in the situation

Hamstead brown not dressed to kill

In a thousand variations

And her blue eyes

See those dark shadows in the sky

And her choir like voice

Cries for Love

And you'd do anything you could

Just to bring back the smile to her face

Take all the blue out of her eyes

And fill up the empty space

With love and affection

Take all the grey out of this town

Give your protection

If she'd just turn 'round

Outside she smiles at the people

But inside she cries

Inside

hampstead girl in the Vale of Health

With a hundred imitation

Hears the magic in the church bells

But still longs for invitations

And you'd like to take her with you

But the time is never right

And so you lose her

When you go back down to the other side of town.