We once stole away to a pretty café; you spoke of some people we knew,
You said they were driving a flashy big car, much better than the one we do,
I said, “Haud yer wheest, would you listen to you?” as I looked in your eyes of blue,
“They can keep their old Beamer; I couldn’t care less as long as I get to keep you.”
They can keep all their whisky,
They can keep all their beer,
Their houses and motor cars too,
They can keep all their stuff,
‘Cause I’ve got enough, as long as I get to keep you.
So I got to thinking about everything that we had to live our lives through,
Like the times where there’d be not a penny to spend and what we did just to make do,
At times, I suppose, it might have been good to have a fine house for us two,
Well, it might have been nice, but I wouldn’t think twice, for I’d not trade a fine house for you.
They can keep all their whisky,
They can keep all their beer,
Their houses and motor cars too,
They can keep all their stuff,
‘Cause I’ve got enough, as long as I get to keep you.
So I said, “Let me tell you tell you about this dream I had a week ago maybe, or two,
Me heart stopped its beating, I followed the light and Heaven was clear in my view,
Well, I reached pearly gates and I said, “Where’s my mate?”
They answered, “We haven’t a clue,”
Well, if she’s gone to Hell you better send me as well, for I just couldn’t stand losing you.”
They can keep all their whisky,
They can keep all their beer,
Their houses and motor cars too,
They can keep all their stuff,
‘Cause I’ve got enough, as long as I get to keep you,
They can keep all their whisky,
They can keep all their beer,
Their houses and motor cars too,
They can keep all their stuff,
‘Cause I’ve got enough, as long as I get to keep you,
Dear, as long as I get to keep you.
