Little Blue

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The Beautiful South - Pop

Little Blue

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Lyrics

[Verse 1] You can't write a novel from a briefcase You can write a poem from a trench You can dream a dream from A to B But you can't catch a bus from a bench You don't back a horse called Striding Snail You don't name your boat Titanic II So why when I see your happy smiling face Do I always end up singing Little Blue [Chorus] Little Blue, how do you do? Your smile looks like heaven But your eyes hold a storm about to brew Little Blue How can a flower so pretty Be so laden down with dew? Little Blue [Refrain] How can a flower so beautiful Be so laden down with dew? Little Blue [Verse 2] You can't build a brewery on a cemetery You can build a pub on a church And people fall quicker than buildings do You have to decide what comes first You don't call a plane the Flying Roman Cause the Romans always walked and never flew So why when I see your happy smiling face Do I always end up singing Little Blue [Chorus] [Verse 3] Well Bukowski wrote a story from a barstool And Keats from the top of a hill So I'm going to save my special song for you From a grave where it's quiet and it's chill Cause there's a queue of clouds assembled On the horizon of your smile When most think that you're holding back I know you're holding bile [Chorus] [Refrain]

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Credits

Writers
  • Dave Rotheray
  • Paul Heaton