I was a princess
You were a fisherman
Chucking up water
All undone me
Down on the beach
You showed me the starfish
You pulled their legs off
One by one
Oh what it is to be
So much nicer than you seem
So much nicer than you
Your aspidistra gave me asthma
I stayed for the weekend
All undone chinese laudry
Splishee spashee
At least I got my washing done
Oh what it is to be
So much cleaner than you seem
So much cleaner than you
We were the local
Joke of the nightclubs
Never a day
Without some scene
Who wrote the book of love
I wonder who wrote the lines
We read between
Oh what it is to be
So much wiser than you seem
So much wiser than you
You cheat on me and
I cheat on you and
All our friends pass
The message on
Down on the beach
I look at the starfish
Pull all their legs off
One by one
Oh what it is to be
So in love and so alone
Oh what it is to be
So in love with you