Up the Garden Path - Toy Dolls

All our mates that we once knew said they were happy

Always shouting in the street, just like you and me

Always finding laughter, fun and games to play

They of course have to agree

Suddenly they were swept off their feet and gone

They don’t know what hit them

Just like the rest, the girlfriends got the best

And so the story just goes on…

They all get washed for them, even have a bath

But they are being led, up the garden path

I was sitting in the sun reading the days press

A boy that I once knew was in, I’ve never seen such a mess

Smiling with a moustache, a suit, a shirt and tie

He had just been wed today

I could not help but laugh, what’s got into him?

He looks about forty

He’s been such a nit, now he’s in for it

And soon you’ll hear him say…

They all get washed for them, even have a bath

But they are being led, up the garden path

I was lying on the beach licking cool ice cream

A man, a wife and a pram went by, it was like a dream

He was climbing apple trees just a moon ago

The kind of bloke you think, won’t grow

His face is like a fiddle now, long and sad and blue

He still says he’s happy

He must have gone mad, cos he’s not the lad

That I once used to know…

They all get washed for them, even have a bath

But they are being led, up the garden path

They all get washed for them, even have a bath

But they are being led, up the garden, up the garden path