Martha - 1967, I Miss You, I'm Lonely lyrics

I spent a dirty weekend practicing my French Rosy cheeked I saw my limitations there in evidence When I invited Frank and you, back to mine for a mange tout When I meant ménage à trois You laughed so hard you cracked your chin against the bar This statement might sound phoney But I miss you And I'm lonely Distance stretches on and on and on Oh God how wonderful it is Crossing bridges in the mist Øresund across the Tejo Behind on aggregate away But Benfica still went through And we still spent an afternoon At the Gulbenkian museum Sharing stories in the shade, oh what a day This statement might sound phoney But I miss you And I'm lonely Distance stretches on and on and on Although it gets frustrating I really don't mind waiting Distance stretches on and on and on I look at you And I am confident that I'd rather look at you Than all the portraits in existence in the world Except possibly O'Hara by Grace Hartigan Or something else I'm not a connoisseur I'm monolingual, and absurd And I know this statement might sound phoney But I miss you And I'm lonely I miss you I'm lonely Distance stretches on and on and on