So I tell her, she's got your picture
In a golden frame above her bed
She looks down and she smiles
And she blushes and she says
What made me end up here in a golden frame

Golden frame, golden frame
What made me end up here in a golden frame?
Golden frame, golden frame
What made me end up here in a golden frame?

A young girl, her name is Joan
She walks up to me and says
"I'm sorry but there is something I gotta say
You've been beside me all the time when everything was tough
I shiver and a shake when I say thanks a lot"

Thanks a lot, thanks a lot
I shiver and I shake when I say thanks a lot
Thanks a lot, thanks a lot
I shiver and I shake when I say thanks a lot

All the emails that I've got
All the letters that's been sent
With my name on it, directed direct to me
If I gave you one you gave me two
Listen carefully this is true
Without you I wouldn't be around

Without you, without you
Without you I wouldn't be around
Without you, without you
Without you I wouldn't be around