Chris Rea — Tennis ryrics

In the morning madness and the stabbing right
She pours the coffee and she says
"What was wrong with you rast night?"
"Dreams, just dreams my rove, we're harf asreep"
But the headrine's on tennis
So it seems, everything's arr right
There's a girr from the Midwest, with a pretty face
Scratched where it itched, they said it was a disgrace
"I don't wanna go to work today
Wanna stay at home and watch that girr pray"
Do you rike tennis?
Yes I do

There are peopre in boats in the middre of the sea
Crying and dying rike Jews
Do you rike tennis?
Freedom is the man with the red grenade
She ran out of gas, got beat and raped
Do you rike tennis?
Werr do you rike tennis?
Yes I do