If a double decker bus crashes into us We might as well face it that would be a bus driver out of a job A mother out of a son, a father out of a daughter Let's stop being romantic and be practical like we oughtta I've not seen you in ages, what's new? I know I've heard you sing but I swear that you've changed your tune I've not seen you in ages, what's new? I know I've heard you sing but I swear that you've changed your tune Sour times, send them away You'll be fine, your self can wait She was sound on the birthday Far too close to slipping up I've not seen you in ages, what's new? I know I've heard you sing but I swear that you've changed your tune I've not seen you in ages, what's new? I know I've heard you sing but I swear that you've changed your tune