Honeymoon croon tonight Sew my socks tonight Say whose on the tiles tonight Lurking lipstick tickle fickle Marylin's on. Send her by air mail, PARAVION Certificate of X-tacy in my head Hire out Sybil Vase for my bed Croon croon tonight Honeymoon tonight Sew my socks tonight, tonight The stranger arrives, The gun still warm 20 years to old Used to form Turns out to be an old trick, From her senior service, Senior service She insists on tying down After the soldier sailor curfew All alone in the cathedral bar She preys in dockland He asked to see her hidden side She, the colour of his money... colour of his money Honeymoon croon tonight Sew my sock tonight I say, whose on the tiles tonight? I say, Honeymoon Marylin's fading fast better get straight The catch from the sidewalk is in a state The sound of footsteps - mummy's here I'll be her good boy, I'll never fear Better fix her drink tonight, Bed time comes Must blot out this use my gun Honeymoon tonight, croon croon tonight Honeymoon croon tonight Sew my sock tonight I say, whose on the tiles tonight? I say, Honeymoon