Текст песни Kisses On a Plate - Ant

Oh I'll pick all the apples from the tree
Till I find the one good enough for you to eat
Singing songs you'll have never heard
Singing them to you like a Blackbird
And if I drink till I cannot walk straight
Well I'll still see you home to the garden gate
Giving you kisses on a plate
Sweet kisses oh it's not too late.
Sweet kisses on a plate
Sweet kisses oh it's not too late

Oh the trouble with getting older
The temper grows quicker and the shoulder colder
And you realize you've no more time to waste
So leave those dishes and come and have a taste
Of these kisses on a plate
Sweet kisses oh it's not too late
Sweet kisses on a plate

Sweet kisses oh it's not too late

Kisses on a plate
Sweet kisses oh it's not too late
Sweet kisses on a plate
Sweet kisses oh it's not too late
It's not too late
It's not too late