Hares On The Mountain - alt-J

Oh Sally, my dear

It’s you I’d be kissing

She smiled and replied, «You don’t know what you’re missing.»

If all the young men

Were hares on the mountain

How many young girls would take guns and go hunting?

If all the young men

Were fish in the water

How many young girls would undress and dive after?

If the young men could sing

Like blackbirds and thrushes

How many young girls would go beating the bushes?

But the young men are given

To frisking and fooling

So, I’ll leave them alone and attend to my schooling