let's start at the beginning again
with brandy and a cigarette
and your conspiracy theories on space travel
said you just hadn't bought it all yet
said you hadn't bought it all yet

let's start with your crushed velvet coat
laid across my bed
all that sexual energy tangled in burgandy
said until then you hadn't found me yet
said you hadn't found me just yet

hey my little little la-di-da
hey my little la-di
hey my little little la-di-da
hey my little la-di

you said you had an irish dream
you said you led an irish life
you saw fourteen stations and reincarnations
of some irish poet's mistress or wife
some poet's mistress or wife

hey my little little la-di-da...

and i believed every word
as only a young girl can
and now that i'm older and many years wiser
i long for a lover i can't understand
i long for that kind of man

hey my little little la-di-da...