The vows are made Like a hot sandune The dreams are laid Like the table in the bedsit room The bed springs twang Like a pizzicato string And they make love Like mocking birds do sing Like mocking birds do sing Like mocking birds do sing Could they understand the marriage blisters over their Heads Could they understand the marriage blisters over their Heads The punch is laid Like on rain on a dirty street The sun goes down Like the whisky bottle by his feet The tears congeal Like soap round a wedding ring And they make love Like mocking birds do sing Like mocking birds do sing Like mocking birds do sing Could they understand the marriage blisters over their Heads Could they understand the marriage blisters over their Heads Could they understand the marriage blisters over their Heads Could they understand the marriage blisters over their Heads Could they understand the marriage blisters over their Heads Could they understand the marriage blisters over their Heads Over and over their heads Over and over their heads Could they understand the marriage blisters over their Heads