we first met by the sea on the day i came here you shyly showed to me a picture on the pier there you had painted summer just as i saw it since then we've been good friends but last night i offended you oh,silly me so let's make friends again today draws to a close our holiday holdin' bouquet someday we'll part anyway you in a grey beret i will portray though we'll realize by hogmanay every word is just a chliche