Putt Putt - The Lucksmiths

We’ve done thousands of things together

Feels like we’ve been friends forever

But there’s on thing I know you’ve never done

The time has come

I don’t care about the weather

I’ll meet you there whatever

Fifty-four holes of putting pleasure await

It’s a date

And I don’t know what your plans are

But I wont take no for an answer

It might be minus five outside but my pants are plus fours

Thus forth

Who cares what we score

I’ve loved you lots before

But I’ve never loved you more

A hole-in-one at fifty-four