La la lala la la
La la lala la lala la la la
La la lala la la

Rain keeps falling, no one's calling
I'll tell you stright, kid, I'm in a state, kid
I've got the moogies, the dreaded bloogies
It's raining. It's pouring, the old man's snoring.

There is a sad in my head place, face
A little grey coming through
A little down in the mouth place, face
Raing keeps falling, no onés calling

I'll tell you stright, kid, I'm in a state, kid
I've got the moogies, the dreaded bloogies

La la lala la la
La la lala la lala la la la
La la lala la la

And it doesn't help when you're, when you're watching them floating by
and you look at those litle mini skirts and little pink knees winking away
Wild hair lolloping about in the wind and those mad ear rings,
the clown faces and that gear! They're hip-hugged and plastic-macked,
goggled and helmetted, booted and spurred...
Thank God I can control myself!

A little dream in my heart place, face
A little scene tucked away in my memory
A little girl and me went case, face
Rain kept falling, she stopped calling

D'you think she's lonely and thinks about me
I've got the moogies, the dreaded bloogies
A little girl just walked by me, see
A little smile in here eye - Here we go again
A little rise in my blood rate, mate
It's stopped raining, who's complaining?
Goodbye moogies, bye bye bloogies

Oh, excuse me, sweetheart, er, my friend and I are having an argument
He says you're a fashion model, I say you're a film star
And as there's a few quid in it I wondered if...
and oh, by the way are you Mrs. Um...?