I’m minding the shop, you’re painting the town
I’m sweeping up, you’re with Petula downtown
I’d like to think that you might have included me
But not this time I guess; you’re out on a spree
I’m minding the shop, ooh ooh
I think back to the days, we were as close as this
And each time you went out, you would blow me a kiss
Now we’re older and wiser and maybe blasé too
I sometimes ponder the changes between me and you
A bed of roses; out on the wrong side
I must make the best of that ebbing tide
So, I left a note; hope you don't think me a fool
That old photograph when we were together at school
An old and small reminder of the promises we made
And as I douse the lights, I’m just a touch afraid
I’m minding the shop ooh ooh
I had a dream last night; the shop was closed and dark
Red paint on the door, where someone’s made a mark
Then I woke you were beside me; I savoured every drop
I made the tea and toast, the kid in the sweet shop
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