Dave and Mary - The Hotknives

Dave and Mary quite contrary live in a council block

High in the sky, they wonder why

They have to strengthen their front door lock

They’re living on dreams and custard creams

And laying awake at night

Living in fear like all the old dears

Something just ain’t right

Though he looks quite old, he’s only twenty three

He’s the father of a boy and a girl you see

He scrimps and saves on his pittance of pay

Just to keep his old woman at bay

Dave and Mary, Dave and Mary Jones

Dave and Mary, Dave and Mary Jones

Well, the world’s full of Dave and Marys

But what have they done wrong?

They tried too hard, they’ve been mentally scarred

They’re singing the same old song

The story of Dave and Mary is a typical tragedy

The only things they’ve got left in life

Are the kids and an old Capri

She looks a mess in her tatty old dress

She never wears make-up, she couldn’t care less

The baby was born on the day she left school

She doesn’t believe in nothing at all

Dave and Mary, Dave and Mary Jones

Dave and Mary, Dave and Mary Jones