Well the old year's out and the new one calls
And the children ask if their friends
Who you've known since school
And who are all cool
Can see how the old year ends.
You'll be with your man looking up at the sky
Clinking glasses of Cava
And wondering why
The previous year just passed you by.
Oh, so that's how the old year ends.
But you're still up at ten to three,
Nothing for it but to watch TV,
Any old crap will satisfy me
Because the boy's not home...
The man's in bed snoring his sleep
But me my night-time vigil I keep
Until he's home safe and asleep
No more 'round Bath to roam.
I'm yawning now so all I can say
Is if I turn in now to bed
You'll be wondering along your merry way,
After seeing in this great new day,
Recalling all I have said.
Happy New Year son number two,
Lock up well and know
That I love you!
© Lisa Lee 2016
