Squeeze - Labelled With Love Lyrics
(difford/tilbrook)She unscrews the top of a new whiskey bottleAnd shuffles about in her candle lit hovel,Like some kind of witch with blue fingers in mittensShe smells like the cat and the neighbours she sickens,The black and white t.v. has long seen a pictureThe cross on the wall is a permanent fixture,The postman delivers the final remindersShe sells off her silver and poodles in china.Drinks to remember, I me and myselfAnd winds up the clockAnd knocks dust from the shelfHome is a love that I miss very muchSo the past has been bottled and labelled with love.During the war time an american pilotMade every air raid a time of excitement,She moved to his prairie and married the texanShe learnt from a distance how love was a lesson,He became drinker and she became motherShe knew that one day shed be one or the other,He ate himself older, drunk himself dizzyProud of her features, she kept herself pretty.He like a cowboy died drunk in his slumberOut on the porch in the middle of summer,She crossed the ocean back home to her familyBut they had retired to roads that were sandy,She moved home alone without friends or relationsLived in a world full of age reservation,On moth eaten armchairs shed say that shed sod allThe friends who had left her to drink from the bottle.
