I'll never really understand why I believe you
You're so sly and underhand;
I think I'll leave you
Everything I stole since we met —
I stole no kisses, just some books and the odd cigarette

It's raining — and now it's sunny

Oh, you scuppered all my best-laid plans
I can't believe you dismissed my pleas right out of hand
I can't believe you listed everything I stole since we met —
But I stole no kisses just some books and a butterfly net

It's raining — And now it's sunny

I never liked choruses anyway, oh no
I never lacked choruses anyway, hey oh

It's true what they say
It's raining
It's true what they say
Hey, oh!

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