Tekst:
April March Other

Hang up the chick habit hang it up, daddy, or you'll be alone in a quick hang up the chick habit hang it up, daddy, or you'll never get another fix

their faces away And so now every April, I sit on me porch, and I watch the parades pass before me. And I see my old comrades, how proudly they march,

in the classroom, in the living room In the bathroom, in the swimming pool On a footstool, then I'll stop -- nope, april fools! Whip out the baseball bat and somehow March

up their big tops on your own sacred ground They're kissing babies, one hundred by the hour Thinking every last one of you came down in the last April

the pain away January brought a headache In February, it got even worse And when you thought it couldn't get more awful Say hello to March April brought

in march i met my wonderlove then lost her underneath the april showers by may we worked out our difference by june the pedals were all plucked from flowers

was lucky I was born in the summer Nineteen seventy five It was as hot as an oven Families that were lovin each other in November By April were planning

in the classroom, in the living room In the bathroom, in the swimming pool On a footstool, then I'll stop -- nope, April fools! Whip out the baseball bat and somehow March

In March I met my wonderlove  Then lost her underneath the April showers  By May we worked out our difference  By June the petals were all plucked from