I had a dream with you in
The things we did were a sin
I’m glad I didn’t tell anyone

The trouble is you just did
You just lifted the lid
and invited us all to peer inside

I can’t help it, dear
Half a pint of beer
and I’m spilling my guts again

I guess it’s part of your charm
Strategy to disarm
all the people you meet
But then again …

Of all the people I’ve met
You’re the strangest one yet
Such a weirdo, everybody knows

I like to talk to the wall
I like to crawl in the hall
Is that the stuff you mean you’ve seen as strange?

Well, yes, it’s hardly routine
Now you paint your nails green
And you’ve tattoos your knees bright blue

Well, what’s so strange about that?
I thought that it was old hat
I was planning on moving up a gear …

Loose lips don’t always sink ships
Just remember not to lose your grip
Loose lips don’t always sink ships
Right now, let’s tear up the script

I had a dream last night
I was flying a kite
And my strings were tangled up with yours

Well, babe, that wasn’t a dream
It really happened, I mean
And we were flying them higher and higher and higher

How high up can we get?
Is the limit here yet?
Can we take it up to the moon?

I’ve heard them say it a lot
The sky’s the limit
It’s not
Cos we’re taking it further soon

Loose lips don’t always sink ships
Just be careful not to lose your grip
Loose lips don’t always sink ships
Come on, baby, let’s tear up the script