Ive Never Been Short Of A Smile Lyrics by Gilbert O'sullivan

Ive Never Been Short Of A Smile Lyrics

    As you know when the girl of your dreams
    Doesn't seem to exist
    If you want my opinion then here's what it is
    Don't tell your wife she'll kill ya
    And who knows maybe one day you'll wake up
    And walk to the door
    Where's she's waiting impatient this daughter of yours
    Saying give me away dad will ya

    Try proving suicide is painless
    And who are those that claim this
    The only way to die and to die again
    As i recall i entertain an empty hall

    Doesn't bother me in the slightest if a mirror's cracked
    It could be that a missing screw is all it lacked
    I'll walk under ladders but the funny thing is each time
    I do i go flying
    I've had moments when depression seemed the only cure
    Days when doubts were all about but now i'm sure
    Despite loosing battles that i know if i could win
    I've never been short of a smile

    As you know you can stand to attention while wiggling your toes
    It's a breach of the rules but in boots i suppose
    You could be forgiven
    As you go into work on a sunday
    You hazard guess wasn't sunday the one day
    We all used to rest
    I've never been short of smile
    You cannot have your cake and eat it
    But given a piece why keep it
    What purpose is being served
    If you leave it lying on a tray
    Only to be thrown away

    If invited to a party as a rule of thumb
    If there's not a kitchen in it i won't come
    I known that it's boring but at least you don't have to speak
    You just up the heat
    If there's one good thing about me then it ought to be
    Even when i'm up against adversity
    Despite my misgivings on the shape that i'm in
    I've never been short of a smile
    (it's so easy to forget) (every time you draw your breath) (should be hung up on the wall) (a reminder to us all) that however much we moan all our lives we've only one to live solo to be or not
    E what is it about this phrase that gives it a meaning so profound that if shakespeare were here today i bet he'd throw it all away doesn't bother me the slightest if a cat is black it could be
    A pot of paint had turned him that i'll walk under ladders but the funny thing every time i do i go flying i've had moments when depression seemed the only cure days when i was burning up now i'
    E despite my resentment of the pain i was in i've never been short of a smile

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