Raison D'etre

You're an awful lot of fun, forever on the run

You're my number one but if you're not late

Then I guess you never comeYou're always on my side boy

When it comes to playing games of who are we

We never find out why though

That our own raison d'etre we can't seeYou're an awful lot of fun, forever on the run

You're my number one but if you're not late

Then I guess you never comeI said blue eyes would suit you

Yes, they do, oh, I knew I would be right

But watch your friends don't get you

'Cause if they do I won't be seeing you tonight