(Ian Hunter) How do I begin - where do I start When did you first scrape the knees of my heart You said you would never marry a musician I said that's all right - 'cos I ain't good enough to be one You dragged this basket case - in out of the dark And I fell for you - from the knees of my heart The Registrar's Office was a bold council gray I slipped the ring on your finger - it's there to this day Oakington Avenue - corn flakes 'n' jam I sprayed your Anglia black - but it still looks like a pram You got the face of an angel - I felt Cupid's dart
All the way down to the knees of my heart You love me - you hate me You move me - you irritate me When I go over the top you always drag me back You fill in all the cracks - I guess opposite's attract And I'm glad of that Down by the river where the humming birds hum I bought you house with a burglar alarm system You're honest, you're faithful - you're loyal and true Where would I be if it was not for you? For always and ever - til d**h do us part I will love you - from the knees of my heart