lyrics
Thirty-five years
You said you prayed for me each day
That’s a long time to wait
For me
Perhaps you need a hobby
I’m sure you need a better job
The last time that I saw you you looked sad and tired
And better off than me
But who am I to tell you what you want to hear
So let’s invade a country
I hear that Portugal is nice this time of year
We’ll plan a siege on Lisbon just like the Christians did
And if we take the city we’ll have a cappuccino there
But who am I to tell you what you want to hear
And baby’s head is getting big
And now his collar’s growing tight
He blossoms downwards
One day he’ll fit the shoes he wears
And he’ll invade a country
With Cook’s tickets and a travel guide
And maps of grand tours that were taken once upon a time
But who am I to tell you what you want to hear
Thirty-five years
That’s a long time to wait
For me
And if you wait because there’s nothing else to do
Then I will wait with you
But who am I to tell you what you want to hear
credits
from
Vacations,
released April 7, 2007
Dave - Piano, Keyboards, Drum programming, Singing
Bob Hoffnar - Pedal Steel
Anthony Burton - Bass
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