Texty: Beautiful South. Here It Is Again.

Here it is again, it's so, so mad
Turning young and happy into old and sad
Here it is again just passed by chance
All the way to the lawyer from a sloppy dance

It was another holiday argument
But she threw him into the sea
A glass bottomed boat pulled him up
His face was rotting in weed

It was rotting in weed, I've seen those people bleed
If it never happens well, it happened to me

Do you know who you love?
Does anybody here have a clue just who they're with?
And it was glance by glance and it was blow by blow
Did they know just who they loved?

Here it is again in the same disguise
Clean shoes, smart tie and deep blue eyes
Here it is again and it makes you sick
Watch the blind man walk along without a stick

Heads, he was a beautiful lover
Tails, he was definitely bad
Heads, you're like no other
Tails, just the best he'd had

You're the best he's had, you're the best so far
All the way to the church from the back of the car

Do you know who you love?
Does anybody here have a clue just who they're with?
And it was glance by glance and it was blow by blow
Did they know just who they loved?

Just who they loved, just who they loved
Just who they loved, just who they loved
Just who they loved, just who they loved