I knew your mother I knew your father as well When they were happy Shining torches in the children's eyes Why do you ask - there is nothing to add Fame startled you Hit the booze, hit your dad Now showbiz beckons and I can see it all for myself The d** and glitter The yellow brick road leading down to ill health Oh my ill health oh my ill health
Why do you ask - there is nothing to add Fame startled you Hit the booze, hit your dad Why do you ask - there is nothing to add Fame startled you Hit the booze, hit your dad Why do you ask - there is nothing to add Fame startled you Hit the booze, hit your dad Fame startled you