Finally in the meantime since you paid for my room
I thought I'd write the European B-side or two

See, Mr. Merry's in the garden
Trying to tie his high-top shoes
Johnny's off of daff'dill mountain
Praying for the news, yeah

And oh, what a piece I am
And oh, what a piece I am
If you— If you'd be my friend

And thanks to all that you made me replace
For all you gave to me you left on my face, yeah

See, Mr. Merry is the garden
Bella's taking ludes
Daddy's off without a pardon
But nothing left to lose, yeah

And oh, what a piece I am
And oh, what a piece I am
If you— If you'd be my friend
Be my friend
And oh, what a piece I am
And oh, what a piece I am
If you— If you'd—
Oh, what a piece I am
Oh, what a piece I am
If you— If you'd be my friend
Be my friend
And oh, what a piece I am
Oh, what a piece I am
If you— Would you?

(Hoo, there we go)
Do-do-do-do-do
Okay