Second Letter Home - Harry Rabinowitz/Marti Webb

作词：Don Black

作曲：Andrew Lloyd Webber

Mum I know you think I potty

But at last I think I found him

He young but he mature

And you will love him I can tell

He says one day we marry

And I don think I should rush him

But if he gets his skates on

We can have some kids as well

There are lots of things I miss mum

No makes a normal sandwich

You need Goliath mouth to eat

The ones New Yorkers buy

I long to find a drink

That hasn got an ice cube in it

And for an English sausage

I swear I would gladly die

Anyway as I was saying

He just can sit still a minute

He not like Neville Braithwaite

This one likes to dance all night

He does a lot of travelling

And when he goes I miss him

For once I think it safe to say

I doing something right