A perfect date to hesitate.
I hope it won’t be too long.
You’re a sucker for the punch
And the telegraph bells are ringing
Now it’s coming to the crunch
As you stumble on the Jaffa Gate.
I think you know how it happens on the stage
When the heavenly choir are singing
You’ve been taken by a perfect date.
You made the Mount of Venus your Jerusalem,
You’re marking time as symbol for debate,
You hope to find some moment close to infinite,
You hope to find a perfect date.
A perfect date to hesitate.
The future beckons us on.
There comes a time to hesitate —
I hope it won’t be too long.
You’re a sucker for the punch…
…you’ve been taken by a perfect date.
You’ve been playing on a hunch
And the strings of your heart are zinging:
Yeh, you cut loose from the bunch
But that doesn’t mean you’ve sealed your fate
I think you know how it happens
Though it’s strange
When the heavenly choir start singing
You’ve been taken by a perfect date