If the road just seems to turn
And the days just seem to glide by
I'll be coming round south with my hands on tight
To move into your sweet delight
And the days just seem to boil
If the days just seem to boil

'Cause they are fools that show
they're only here to blame you
Won't you do what's yours
Never let them owe you, owe you

I'll be coming round south with my hands on tight
To move into your sweet delight
The days just seem to boil

Cause they are fools that show
they're only here to blame you
Won't you do what's yours
Never let them owe you, owe you

And the days just seem to boil

Cause they are fools that show
they're only here to blame you
Won't you do what's yours
Never let them owe you, owe you

Fools that show
they're only here to blame you
Won't you do what's yours
Never let them, never let them
owe you, owe you
Never let them, never let them
owe you

I'll be coming round south with my hands on tight
to move in to your sweet delight