| (difford/tilbrook) | |
| I lost the children | |
| But they can be found | |
| Home in a red house just across town | |
| Sitting in boxes | |
| Of opened up toys | |
| Watching the simpsons | |
| And making some noise | |
| I lost the children | |
| But they're in great hands | |
| When i cook the dinners | |
| Right out of tin cans | |
| I lost the children | |
| And i have to pay | |
| Some heavy duty on life everyday | |
| Cupboards need filling | |
| With deadlines to meet | |
| Here in my cheque book | |
| My fountain pen weeps | |
| I should be thankful | |
| And thankful am i | |
| I went to the cleaners | |
| And came back with my life | |
| For a moment it all looked so grim | |
| It looked like i would not get a thing | |
| For a moment it all looked so sad | |
| But now it's so good to be a dad | |
| I lost the children | |
| They haven't lost me | |
| We're still together and happy to be | |
| Out in the summer | |
| On beaches in parks | |
| Home in the winter and up with the larks | |
| I should be thankful | |
| And thankful am i | |
| I went to the cleaners | |
| And came back with my life | |
| From pushchairs to games of football | |
| My back was against every wall | |
| For a moment it all looked so sad | |
| But now it's so good to be a dad | |
| For a moment it all looked so grim | |
| It looked like i would not get a thing | |
| For a moment it all looked so sad | |
| But now it's so good to be a dad | |
| I lost the children | |
| They haven't lost me |