Life's no fun, sitting on your bum
All by yourself in the moonlight
Life is just a farce sitting on the grass
All by yourself in the moonlight
There ain't no sense sitting on a fence
All by yourself in the moonlight
There ain't no thrill by the watermill
All by yourself in the moonlight
Her name was Doris and she was my friend
She drove a Morris, drove me round the bend
Life's no fun, sitting on your bum
All by yourself in the moonlight
Life is just a farce sitting on the grass
All by yourself in the moonlight
Now it get's your goat, riding in a boat
All by yourself in the moonlight
And it's all a fake, swimming in the lake
All by yourself in the moonlight
Her name was Doris and she was my friend
She drove a Morris, we drove to Land's End
It's insane, swinging down the lane
All by yourself in the moonlight
Now, you can't tell lies, to the butterflies
All by yourself in the moonlight
And you'll agree, that you're poor company
All by yourself in the moonlight
All by yourself in the moonlight
All by yourself in the moonlight
Her name was Doris and she was my friend
She drove a Morris, she drove me round the bend
Moonlight © Tyrone Schulace and his Pals 2013
Bend like the willow, go with the flow
Leave stuff behind, let stuff go
Pass the hat, throw the shoe
Toss the pot, take a pew
Arse about, bum around
Homeward bound, safe and sound
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Lead vocals, Bass
Vocals, Guitars, Keys, Bass, Percussion
Guitars, Keys, knob twiddling
Percussion
Corduroy Kingston, he's full of surprises
Even his ears are of different sizes
One is very small and of no use at all
The other one's huge and wins prizes
Oh Corduroy
Bitter, unsuccessful loser
wallowing in an unending sea of inert drooping loneliness
looking for a twenty three year old needy leach-like hanger-on
Local man, medium build, seeks alibi for Thursday night
anything considered
Bad tempered, foul mouthed, barnacled, sea-faring man
seeks attractive twenty one year old blonde lady with big chest
Corduroy Kingston lonely hearts
Placing his ads in Exchange & Mart
Serving up charisma only it's tinned
His nose hair's always blowing in the wind
Oh Corduroy
Hmmm Corduroy
Corduroy Kingston, he's unique
He places his ads nearly every week
The ladies answer - but all should beware
He dried those dishes with his underwear
Oh Corduroy Corduroy Kingston
Oh Corduroy Corduroy Kingston
