Ill never admit defeat
I will always get back on my feet
As long as im breathing
Ill be victorious and ill make you bow at my feet.

Let me be the pickle in your cheese and pickle sandwich,
Let me be the butter on your toast.
Let me be the dressing that you season all your food with,
Let me be the taste you love the most.

Let me be the drizzle in the lemon cake you’re baking,
Let me be your favourite type of brie.
Let me be the brandy that ignites your Christmas pudding,
Let me be the cream in your cream tea.

Let me be the sherry that you pour into your trifle,
Let me be the cherries in your bowl.
Let me be the tonic in your Tanqueray and slim-line,
Let me be the lemon lying on your Dover sole.

Let me be the doughnut that you dip into your coffee,
Let me be your toffee apple stick.
Let me be the gravy in your steak and kidney pudding,
Let me be the dish you always pick.

A good night sleep
Can solve all problems but one:
How to get a good night sleep?

If i ever asked you to leave would you?
If i got on my hands and knees could you?
If i asked you to come live with me should you?
If this should be an opportunity you could seize would you?