Composed/lyrics/produced by Larry Killip
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Sheila and Me
Larry Killip © 2010
We’re just two sixties prodigy’s
Still getting over Purple Haze
While living in the future with our iPods
Staring all the decades down
Staying true, still Homeward Bound
Is a happy ending ours against all odds
The music’s in our ears
Ringing down through the years
Cue the laughter and the tears
All through our lives
A yellow submarine
And a green Tambourine
Played out the days we’d been
Husbands and wives
Sheila and me,
Living memory
Riders on the storm of our own revelry
Sheila and Me,
Together in our tree
Swaying to the rhythm of our own destiny
Sheila boogied down to anything that was Motown
I can’t explain it cos you really had to be there
Meanwhile I took a trip along with Whiter Shade of Pale the song
It seemed to come from absolutely nowhere
The music’s in our ears
Ringing down through the years
Cue the broken hearts and tears
All through our lives
All our hopes and fears
Rode a horse called Billy Shears
it was leading by the ears
All through our lives
Sheila and me,
Living memory
Riders on the storm of our own revelry
Sheila and Me,
Together in our tree
Swaying to the rhythm of our own destiny
Sheila and me,
Living memory
Riders on the storm of our own revelry
Sheila and Me,
Together in our tree
Swaying to the rhythm of our own destiny
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