Shut up the shutters and sit in the shop.
I'm not a pheasant plucker...but a pheasant...

Maybe my affections lead me astry,
Heart on my sleeve, tendency to loose my shirt...

Longing for friendliness,
Living, waiting in hope...

See me standing,
Stuck and slow...

Love is unique,
Love is great...

Maybe for once in my life,
I'm strong enough to tell...

I think I do adore you,
My love will know no bound...

They made a big fuss
Over 'Dolly the sheep...

Can't you find the time of day
You see with someone else's shoes...