Drive, Drive, Drive

I've got your photos on my wall, I've got your letters in my drawer

I'll be dialling your number, I wonder what for?

Haven't got the heart to make a new start

and so I'm 22 and still in love with you

I want to drive, drive, drive you right out of my mind

into a wood where I can leave you behind

I want to dance, dance, dance, lose you in the dark

with a bangle in your ear, your face in a beer at the bar

Well you come home drunk and get me drunk too

you tell me how the world has got it in for you

Well I haven't got the nerve to give you what you deserve

so I'm 22 and still in love with you

Oh, need somebody new who needs me too

Oh, not like you

Well I never liked your politics, never read your books

Our only common interests were your looks

and I never the pride to stop you coming inside

so I'm 22 and still in love with you

Sun Serious

The sun is high, the sea is warm

I look like death, I'm short of breath

A day like this could save my skin

A day like this could make me pretty

I'm not joking, No! I'm sun serious

Rub the lotion down my back, I want to smell like coconut

Kick the sand up in my face but keep your shadow off my face

There's a blanket there for you, shut up, strip off and lie by me

Don't bother me, I'm busy, at the beach I'm burning

Cherry red instead of berry brown, I want to be pretty

I've got the sand between my toes, I've got titanium on my nose

I'm getting brown and strong, I won't be seven stone of bone for long

I love the surfer boys, seventeen but built like Action toys

Haven't a hair that you can see, but they've got muscles you can see

They laugh at my when I try to swim, laugh at almost anything I do

I want to be like them, they're real men