Mr Lady Grey misses his girlfriend Sarah Ms Earl Grey misses Earl Grey The evening is grey and bitter like lemon
It's five o'clock in the afternoon They've got cakes they've got scones They're sitting in the living room Wishing it was their drawing room They wish, they had their personal harp player
The evenings are grey and bitter, like lemons
Mr Lady Grey wishes those kids would stay in school forever Ms Earl Grey wants her daughter to wed a rich fellow
The evenings are grey and bitter, like lemons The evenings are grey and bitter, like lemons
Ms Earl Grey goes to the "shops" every day To get her betting cards and play Maybe she'll win it someday And come out as the real big spender
Mr Lady Grey goes to the dog tracks every day To get his betting cards and play Maybe he'll win it some day And come out as the real big spender
It's morning, it's Saturday They stay at home to watch replays At the satellite TV that killed their dreams to spend the day in the park Holding hands until after dark
One day their number made the mark But their ticket came apart And the' was the undoing They dropped it in the brewing pot of brown tea And they saw their dream dissolving
The evenings are grey and bitter, like lemons The evenings are grey and bitter, like lemons The evenings are grey and bitter, like lemons The evenings are grey and bitter, like lemonsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
