was a good friend a mine
never understood a single word he said,
but i help him a drink his wine
and he always had some mighty fine wine
singin joy to the world, all the boys and girls now
joy to the fishes in the deep blue see, joy to you and me
if i were the king of the world, tell you what id do
id throw away the cars and the bars and the war
make sweet love to you
No comments:
Post a Comment