Way down in soho town

where the lovely people love to be

And they all write all their best lines down

And they hope their hair turns white like Andy



There's a man who was almost king

He was lionized when they left the ring

And some time away was soon the end

And the truth is there's no one you can depend on

And Love, I know you're gone for good

I can't go back, but I know I should



A Boticellian beauty was with a body of jelly and A boot there because she turned the corner

She turned some heads and

Before it was cool she wore black and blue keds



Sit and spin his old thirty threes

It was groovy again to know

Chucky's in love with a friend

You can fall in the arms of each other

And nothing is like that brother

And Love, I know you're gone for good

I can't go back, but I know I should



Love is larger than letters



Taking up his sword again

It was a Mont-Blanc monogrammed pen

And he wielded the power of his PHD

While he sat there

And glouded his green screen tragedy

And Love, I know you're gone for good

I can't go back, but I know I should

Love, I know you're gone for good

I can't go back, but I know I should



Love is larger than letters