What brazenness
What gall
What insolence
To call
After all of these long years
What impertinence
What cheek
To ask me
if we can meet
After all of these long years
Would my place now be fine ?
I’ve waited all the time
For you to come to me
My friends, they will not see
That I have been so-so lonely
So I must take you back
Don’t matter they think I’ve cracked
What presumptuousness
What chutzpa
To be acting
The way you are
After all of these long years
But,
Would my place now be fine ?
I’ve waited all the time
For you to come to me
My friends, they will not see
That I have been so-so lonely
So I must take you back
Don’t matter they think I’ve cracked.