What would you do it for don't we both know the score are we not friends 'til the end?
It was,
'til death do us part, but you started early while I was still stood at the post.

Now alone all I hope for is he was worth leaving for,
you still have a place in my heart.

No more tea at the Ritz while I'm falling to bits,
what on earth would you do it for,
Dora?