Story Behind the Song
Olly Reed and Audrey Hepburn star in this boozy misadventure frolic.
Lyrics
dean martin
Olly Reed and Audrey Hepburn star in this boozy misadventure frolic.
We crashed around the kitchen, doing what some might call a tango,
All bruised and bashed on a belly full of wine.
On your balcony we drunkenly wept.
I swear there was no better place that night on earth…
Was granted yours and mine.
Now, when you play those songs, do you think of me?
Do you wonder why we resisted such chemistry?
Have you found more reasons than you care to call?
Do you feel so bloody stupid that they came to you at all?
Won’t you come on over?
We can spin old Dean Martin.
We can go stumble through those steps again.
Won’t you come on over?
And let old Dean Martin take us back to a better place.
Back to a better place……..
We cut to Monday morning and you’re pacing round the end of the bed,
All panda eyed and blaming me again.
I knew better than to tell you,
But as you swore at your clothes and cursed your hair,
I loved you more than I would ever say
And I’d laugh at it now, if it weren’t so sad
How we threw away the energy, the zest we had.
And I find no reason why I don’t just call
Because, if love pertains to riches,
We could have it all.
Won’t you come on over?
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