OH 1995 by The Mannequins Lyrics
Ozzie kiss Harriet, lonely
He wants her and her only
But she’s in outer space
She’s such a pretty face
She don’t know these things mean so much to me
Back lines in open diaries
And I just don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
I don’t know what’s going wrong?
What would you tell me if
You saw me in outer space?
Would ya, have the guts to get out and save me
Or would you have the guts to say no
This loving hangs so low
You should tell her so
Or don’t or don’t
Cause you know you’ll be over and out
Did you know you were playing the fool?
Don’t you go, don’t you go
A fraud in a gentleman’s clothеs
A clown with a normal guy’s nose
But if it came to her
You’d bе face down in the dirt
If you saw the hurt
Would Harriet get what’s deserved?
Ozzie moves slowly
As he calls her baby
But she’s
She’s not listening
It’s reflected at the room
But he’s still holding on
To long lost wedding songs
He’s still Rick Blaine
Still wishing on a moon
Did you know you were playing the fool?
Don’t you go, don’t you go
A fraud in a gentleman’s clothes
A clown with a normal guy’s nose
But if it came to her
You’d be face down in the dirt
If you saw the hurt
Would Harriet get what’s deserved?
Would Harriet get what’s deserved?
Would Harriet get what’s deserved?
He wants her and her only
But she’s in outer space
She’s such a pretty face
She don’t know these things mean so much to me
Back lines in open diaries
And I just don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
I don’t know what’s going wrong?
What would you tell me if
You saw me in outer space?
Would ya, have the guts to get out and save me
Or would you have the guts to say no
This loving hangs so low
You should tell her so
Or don’t or don’t
Cause you know you’ll be over and out
Did you know you were playing the fool?
Don’t you go, don’t you go
A fraud in a gentleman’s clothеs
A clown with a normal guy’s nose
But if it came to her
You’d bе face down in the dirt
If you saw the hurt
Would Harriet get what’s deserved?
Ozzie moves slowly
As he calls her baby
But she’s
She’s not listening
It’s reflected at the room
But he’s still holding on
To long lost wedding songs
He’s still Rick Blaine
Still wishing on a moon
Did you know you were playing the fool?
Don’t you go, don’t you go
A fraud in a gentleman’s clothes
A clown with a normal guy’s nose
But if it came to her
You’d be face down in the dirt
If you saw the hurt
Would Harriet get what’s deserved?
Would Harriet get what’s deserved?
Would Harriet get what’s deserved?