Éimear Bradley

Lyrics

This Time

(He should be my man...)

This time, I'm willing to bet ya,
This time, I'll never forget ya,
This time, no pleading defeat,
Determination's blinding.

This time I'm changing direction,
This time, no fearing rejection,
This time, I won't let it pass,
Detective Marple's task

Stamp on your feet with the tip of my toes,
If we do meet,
Will we click, well who knows,
Someday I bet ya,
I'm gunna get ya,
Cast a spell,
'cause I believe

There must be somebody that knows him,
Who knows me,
To put me in touch with him
Somebody that knows him,
'cause he should be my man.

Next time, won't be a disaster,
Next time,
Reveal your mystique,
Communication's live

Next time,
We'll meet in the circle,
Next time,
Precise forecaster,
Next time,
Believe it or not, the jackpot's strobing blue, (for you, for you, for you)

Stamp on your feet with the tip of my toes,
If we do meet,
Will we click, well who knows,
Someday I bet ya,
I'm gunna get ya,
Cast a spell,
'cause I can see

The spirographical pattern of the tea leaves in the willowy blue china tea-cup,
Spelling and telling and giving a clue to our ultimate destiny
All philosophical, mango and tropical,
Fergal 'The Herbal of the Leaves'!
Burdock and Dandy
And cola-cube candy
Not solving my puzzle,
Oh please!


There must be somebody that knows him,
Who knows me,
To put me in touch with him
Somebody that knows him,
'cause he should be my man

There must be somebody that knows him,
Who knows me,
To put me in touch with him
Somebody that knows him,
'cause he should be my man

And he will.
('Aye If you're lucky Éimear!')


Words and music by Eimear Bradley