Sweetie Pie - Computer Perfection
Sweetie Pie comes into town up St Andrew's
Half-asleep
Oh my She's tall cruel crushing
Cars homes trees
Someone had better stop this now before
It gets out of hand
Sweetie Pie all wrapped in bows the only
Girl I'd ever love
I suspect that she knows this I can read
It in her eyes
As she roams the plains hills wreaking
Death misery
Oh Sweetie Pie don't break my heart don't
Turn me into a sad old fool
Uncle John has said he saw you making for
The mountainside