We'll have a blue room A new room for two room Where ev'ry day's a holiday Because you're married to me. Not like a ballroom A small room, A hall room Where I can smoke my pipe away With your wee head upon my knee. We will thrive on, keep alive on Just nothing but kisses With Mister and Missus
We'll have a blue room A new room for two room Where ev'ry day's a holiday Because you're married to me. Not like a ballroom A small room, A hall room Where I can smoke my pipe away With your wee head upon my knee. We will thrive on, keep alive on Just nothing but kisses With Mister and Missus
