Gilbert O'sullivan - What Could Be Nicer Lyrics
Mum, the kettle's boilingDaddy what's the timeSis, look what you're doingCan't you see the baby's cryingTell your uncle tonyHelen wants to knowDid he get the letterThat she sent a week agoAll in all what could be nicerThan two people young at heartLooking forward to the futureThat together they will startWhen you think of all those peopleWho are left out in the coldAll because they never dreamedThat they'd be written off as oldMum, the kettle's boilingDad, 'ere what's the timeSis, look what you're doingCan't you see the baby's cryingCan't you see the baby's crying