Happy New Year

Did the ironing in a cowboy hat
Felt as fresh as the paint in this new flat
I will never tell you what to do
Have ambition simply to see this through
Did you know I could be a lot of fun
I'm aware that friendship can die young
As the glow from the street light bled
Down the Langlands Road we set off the best of friends

I know where I stand (I know just where I stand)
I don't need you to hold my hand

Well, I'm trying to get along with you
And I ask myself what are we gonna do?
I'm coming round to take a stand
Going to put us together with glue or an elastic band

I know where I stand (I know just where I stand)
I don't need you to hold my hand

Well, I'm softer than my face would suggest
At times like these I'm at my lowest ebb
And now I can't confide in you
If I cry to set the mood oh please could you cry too?

Happy New Year, you are my only vice
What if we compromise? I am open
Happy New Year, you are my only vice
(Do you have to wear a frown like that?
You could have hit me with a baseball bat)
What if we compromise? I am open
(Do you have to wear a frown like that?
You could have hit me with a baseball bat)
Do you want to? (Yes I do)
Do you have to? (Yes I do)
Do I love to? (So do you)
Do we have to?