Married By The Numbers

When he asked you 'that' question by the cigarette machine
Can you remember? Not quite that dreamed romantic scene
But there was nothing about him that was just routine
And god he was young! That boy, he was only eighteen
 
So you'll do what you want, and maybe take it so far
You'll pack up your bags, and leave your old Ma
So you'll move to a flat, and disappear like your Da
Hand over your heart, and marry by the numbers
 
Did it frighten then, when he, came across keen?
You know if you'd wanted, you could've got away clean
But still you resisted, it was all part of your dream
Run on adrenaline, no need for that amphetamine
 
So you'll do what you want, and maybe take it so far
You'll pack up your bags, and leave your old Ma
So you'll move to a flat, and disappear like your Da
Hand over your heart, and marry by the numbers
 
"Yes" was your answer, now how does he seem?
Made that commitment, it could've been quite obscene
Around about black 'n' red, was the dominant theme
While in the background 'Everything's Gone Green'
 
So you'll do what you want, and maybe take so far
You'll pack up your bags, and leave your old Ma
So you'll move to a flat, and disappear like your Da
Hand over your heart, and marry by the numbers
 
So you'll do what you want, maybe take it so far
You'll pack up your bags, and leave your old Ma
So you'll move to a flat, and disappear like your Da
Hand over your heart, and marry by the numbers