If I Start With the Chorus Songtext
von Gilbert O’Sullivan

Oh, if I start with the chorus as I progress with this song
Even though it′s ass over backwards
Backwards, sometimes it pays to be wrong
When your life is in a turmoil, be it sad or incomplete
No point crying over spilt milk
Spilt milk, think like a cat and be pleased

This is the verse, this is the sound of my life
And I, for one, can't take it
Funny how things just go from bad to worse
It never stops until it really hurts
Really hurts, really hurts


When your life is in a turmoil
Be it sad or incomplete
Think of those worse off than you perhaps
You perhaps might give some kind of relief

This is the verse, this is the sound of my life
And I, for one, can′t take it
You know she's not, oh, she's all cracked up to be
You′re better off without her wait and see
Wait and see, wait and see

If I start with the chorus
As I progress with this song
Even though it′s ass over backwards
Backwards, sometimes it pays to be wrong