European Maids, hard to ignore
You, me and the boys, barred from the shore
Fresh-faced imbeciles, laughing at me
I`ve been laughing myself, is that so hard to see?
Do I have to spell each letter out, honestly!
If there`s no room for laughter there`s no room for me
Try looking at you, rather than me
No truth is in here, it`s all fantasy
Since the last time we met I`ve been through
About seven hundred changes and that`s just a few
And the changes all tend to be something to do
But you`ve got to believe that they`re all done for you
Chorus: You`ll think it`s tragic when that moment arrives
Ah, but it`s magic, it`s the best years of our lives
Lost now for the words to tell you the truth
Please banter with me the banter of youth
If I knew how to say it I`d say it for you
If I knew how to whisper I`d whisper for you
If I knew how to waltz I`d get up and dance for you
If I thought I could run I`d come running to you
I`ve discovered now how to be fair
This I could teach you if only I dare
The only conclusion I`ve reached in my life
Is that if I should die I should die by the knife
Since it`s only a matter of courage all right,
Die a man or a martyr, the two would be nice, so nice