Dilly Boys - The Libertines

The songs that says that life’s too long

And the moon is always blue, just because

I wish you’d sing me those other songs again

The songs that say life’s worth the worry and the pain

The sun smiles through the rain, just because

Just because she’s the sweetest girl, the sweetest girl in the world

She’s my moral guide, oh she does nothing at all

Smokes all of my bones and stares at the wall

Maybe she’ll pace the room, howl at the moon

But still she’s the sweetest girl

And he’s the sweetest boy in the world

And me, I’m just a dilly boy

A fresh flower pressed Piccadilly boy

Hands on hips, pout on lips

Meat, rag-tag like a dilly boy

She’s the sweetest girl, the sweetest girl in the world

In China Town, they all la la la la la etc

Me, I’m just a dilly boy

A fresh flower pressed Piccadilly boy

Hands on hips, pout on lips

Meat, rag-tag like a dilly boy

She’s the sweetest girl, the sweetest girl in the world