I was a princess You were a fisherman Chucking up water All undone me Down on the beach You showed me the starfish You pulled their legs off One by one Oh what it is to be So much nicer than you seem So much nicer than you Your aspidistra gave me asthma I stayed for the weekend All undone chinese laudry Splishee spashee At least I got my washing done Oh what it is to be So much cleaner than you seem So much cleaner than you We were the local Joke of the nightclubs Never a day Without some scene Who wrote the book of love I wonder who wrote the lines We read between Oh what it is to be So much wiser than you seem So much wiser than you You cheat on me and I cheat on you and All our friends pass The message on Down on the beach I look at the starfish Pull all their legs off One by one Oh what it is to be So in love and so alone Oh what it is to be So in love with you