My friend

Won't you take me with you

We can feel the heat of the sun

As we drive westward

Show me

What it's like to be your man

Are you bothered the little things

And I should know them

Well, have you ever known me

Mrs Kennedy

The whites of your eyes shone brightly

I should tell you

My American tennis shoes

Are wearing so thin from years with you

Years spent with you

Hello, Mrs Ken

I'd like to say a little something

I hope that you're listening

I hope this line isn't breaking off

Let's take a trip to Manado

Won't your brother see girls calling [?]

And we're falling

Yes we're falling

From grace

Well, have you ever known me

Mrs Kennedy

The whites of your eyes shone brightly

I should tell you

My American tennis shoes

Are wearing so thin from years with you

Years spent with you