Our love was a disaster
My leg was set in plaster
And your beatitudes
We both had gastric notions
On our cruises round the oceans
Resulting in feuds
In the night time we'd go prancing
Gallivanting, maybe dancing
To nostalgic refrains
Oh forgive my awful footing
And for accidentally putting you down
But that was last September
I was headstrong and young
But now the summer's fast approaching cos
The spring has almost sprung
My eyes, they won't be glistening
When I tell those who are listening
That you drank my cologne
And how for absolutely hours
Spoke of tropical sunflowers
To your aunt on the phone
And how you nobly prostituted
Though that word may be disputed
With the shuttleco*k king
Oh forgive my awful footing
And for accidentally putting you down
But that was last September
I was headstrong and young
But now the summer's fast approaching cos
The spring has almost sprung
The crisis of decision
Bout your nephew's circumcision
Was tragic relief
And your mother who's a Catholic
With birth preventions mathematic
Was riddled with grief
About the sordid information
That her son was on probation
For seducing a nun
Oh forgive my awful footing
And for accidentally putting you down
But that was last September
I was headstrong and young
But now the summer's fast approaching cos
The spring has almost sprung
And that was last September
I was headstrong and young
But now the summer's fast approaching cos
The spring has almost sprung