Crab Day

It doesn’t pay to sing your songs
It doesn’t pay to sing your
Songs
It doesn’t pay to sing your songs
It doesn’t pay to sing your
Songs
I saw you see me on Crab Day
Speak your eyes to me on Crab Day
The bottom line is in the how
The bottom line is in the
How
Words
They decorate for now
Swim across to greet me on Crab Day
Spend a lovely dream on Crab Day
Blend your voice to me on Crab Day
Who am I to judge you on Crab Day?
Sing your heart to me on Crab Day
Put your love in me on Crab Day
I’m a coronation on Crab Day
Who am I to love you on Crab Day?