The sky's the colour of her pillbox hat In the motorcade I'm sucking on the lemons in my lemonade I'll say, "goodbye cru hotel lobby" So burn another photograph Something that you wrote that made me laugh, I'll say In the margins of the page Oh Oh And so it goes Take the highs with the lows And the lows of these lows With the inbetweens I sign another autograph and you laugh I take another _ in a stranger's bathroom They only love me for my body But suddenly you're getting there Waving your arms in the air, grow your hair Say that you don't give a care They only want you for your money Oh oh And so it goes Take the highs with the lows And the lows of these lows With the inbetweens Oh Oh And so it goes Take the highs with the lows And the lows of these lows With the inbetweens Oh what a life As long as I am alive I'll try To reach out to you Oh Oh And so it goes Take the highs with the lows And the lows of these lows With the inbetweens The sky's the colour of her pillbox hat, oh in the motorcade I'm sucking on the lemons in my lemonade lemonade, I'll say, "I guess I'll find another hobby"