Texty: Small Faces. All Our Yesterdays.

(And now for your delight,
The darling of Wapping Wharf laundrette,
Ronald Leafy Lane!)

It just ain't true, what she said you know
It just ain't true, I know I've been a fool
I know I've got to wake, own up, I've been hung up

All the time I knew
I knew her love it just weren't true
I know I've been a fool
She took me for a bring(?)up, shake up
Knew we'd break up


Fell from out the sky, thought she was mine
Freckles on her nose, cute Miss Sunshine

It had to be this way
The sun was clouded and the sky was grey
And when she went away
I knew she wouldn't come back
Look back, she'd get sidetracked

Fell from out the sky, thought she was mine
Freckles on her nose, cute Miss Sunshine