Quirk

Who's your friend, Eddy Who's your friend? I saw you Eddy with a happy little girl With eyes of bleakest grey Ready to jump, but she stood still She chased the clouds away She held my hand longer than...

There's a little old man lives down our street; Stands six foot two in his stockinged feet. There's a funny old woman lives next door; She's written seven novels and a book about the war. Now little's...

Africa, my beautiful Sister and my brother, Africa, Africa, my beautiful Sister and my brother, Africa. With your bloated belly, Your drum-tight skin, Your swollen tongue, Dry eyes are crying; And...

I took an elevator up the Empire State To take a look at New York City. Met a girl in the lift, Whose smile was gift, And she said it was a pity That we hadn't met an hour before Which wasn't what I...