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Song title: Beautiful South - Little Blue

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(heaton/rotheray)
You cant write a novel from a briefcase
You can write a poem from a trench
You can dream a dream from a to b
But you cant catch a bus from a bench

You dont back a horse called striding snail
You dont name your boat titanic ii
So why when I see your happy smiling face
Do I always end up singing little blue

Little blue, how do you do
Your smile looks like heaven
But your eyes hold a storm about to brew
Little blue
How can a flower so pretty
Be so laden down with dew
Little blue

How can a flower so pretty
Be so laden down with dew
Little blue

You cant build a brewery on a cemetery
You can build a pub on a church
And people fall quicker than buildings do
You have to decide what comes first

You dont call a plane the flying roman
cause the romans always walked and never flew
So why when I see your happy smiling face
Do I always end up singing little blue

Little blue, how do you do
Your smile looks like heaven
But your eyes hold a storm about to brew
Little blue
How can a flower so pretty
Be so laden down with dew
Little blue

Well bukowski wrote a story from a barstool
And keats from the top of a hill
So Im going to save my special song for you
From a grave where its quiet and its chill

cause theres a queue of clouds assembled
On the horizon of your smile
When most think that youre holding back
I know youre holding bile

Little blue, how do you do
Your smile looks like heaven
But your eyes hold a storm about to brew
Little blue
How can a flower so pretty
Be so laden down with dew
Little blue

How can a flower so pretty
Be so laden down with dew
Little blue

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