Don’t listen to me when I tell you of places far away

You know full well I’ll entice you

Entice you far away

 

Don’t listen to me when I tell you of trying to run away

You know full well I’ll entice you

Entice you to run away

 

The boss won’t listen when I hand in my resignation letter

I doubt if he’ll try to entice me

By offering me something better

 

I wouldn’t listen to him even if offered me a job far away

There’s no way he could ever entice me

Or stop me giving him notice

 

So, maybe it’s just as well you don’t listen to me

If you did I’d entice you away

Away from this miserable place

 

They have British TV at all kinds of places

And diverse types of take-aways

At least I hope that’s the case because if it isn’t the case

(I won’t be moving away!)