Lover's Jamboree - Nick Lowe

Well you can get a hand

There’s one to be had

They’re all working on the other side of town

Tonight must be the night

Everybody’s set their sights

And the lovers jamboree is where they’re bound

Well, everybody will find someone

Someone’s looking out for me

So I’m shutting up the shop

Let the loving never stop

You can drop me at the lovers jamboree

Let me tell ya…

There’s something in the air

That’s kicking back despair

What a strange thing, I’m feeling good tonight

The gangs and wrecking crews

Have all declared a truce

As the lovers jamboree begins to

Well now, everybody’s got to get there

And I’ll be taking two 'f our friends

Tell the left man be so kind

Not to call if he don’t mind

He’ll find me at the lovers jamboree

Let me tell ya…

Well now, everybody’s got to get there

And I’ll be taking two 'f our friends

Tell the postman hold my mail

Or redirect it to the jail

Tell the Hebrew and the Greek

To get the God up good and steep

Tell the meek the mild the halt and lame

The sisters of mercy, they’re shrouded in flame

The Church and him are sharing the blame

For the lovers jamboree

For the lovers jamboree

The lovers jamboree