Separate Beds - Squeeze

Tonight I take her from her parents

I came along to her rescue

Without a word about arrangements

She came along without a clue

So I said my love I want to take you

A place I have inside my head

And so it seemed I had to love you

With some cards and separate beds

Her mother didn’t like me

She thought I was on drugs

My mother didn’t like her

She’d never peel the spuds

So we took off together

And stayed at Mrs. Smith’s

Breakfast at half seven

Where you can view the cliffs

The moon was full and in our window

I could see her turning in her bed

I was loved but all in limbo

There was time to pass but not to spend

Soon I saw that this was silly

Spending all my wages on this peach

When we could sit so very pretty

And get our heads down out on the beach