(Difford/Tilbrook)  



Tonight I take her from her parents  

I came along to her rescue  

Without a word about arrangements  

She came along without a clue  

So I said my love I want to take you  

A place I have inside my head  

And so it seemed I had to love you  

With some cards and separate beds  



Her mother didn't like me  

She thought I was on drugs  

My mother didn't like her  

She'd never peel the spuds  

So we took off together  

And stayed at Mrs. Smith's  

Breakfast at half seven  

Where you can view the cliffs  



The moon was full and in our window  

I could see her turning in her bed  

I was loved but all in limbo  

There was time to pass but not to spend  

Soon I saw that this was silly  

Spending all my wages on this peach  

When we could sit so very pretty  

And get our heads down out on the beach  



Her father seemed to like me  

I helped him fix his car  

My father seemed to like her  

And I couldn't see the harm  

In going off together  

To see the pier and lights  

So we could be together   

In separate beds tonight