Labelled With Love-Squeeze

[ti:Labelled With Love] [ar:Squeeze] [al:The Squeeze Story] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.32]Labelled With Love - Squeeze [00:00.50]Written by：Glenn Tilbrook/Christopher Henry Difford [00:00.94] [00:10.27]She unscrews the top of a new whiskey bottle [00:14.52] [00:15.38]And shuffles about in her candle lit hovel [00:19.23] [00:20.23]Like some kind of witch with blue fingers in mittens [00:24.38] [00:25.24]She smells like the cat and the neighbours she sickens [00:29.66] [00:30.62]The black and white TV has long seen a picture [00:34.42] [00:35.43]The cross on the wall is a permanent fixture [00:39.29] [00:40.48]The postman delivers the final reminders [00:44.06] [00:45.43]She sells off her silver and poodles in china [00:49.59] [00:54.78]Drinks to remember I me and myself [00:58.37] [00:59.53]And winds up the clock [01:01.10] [01:01.90]And knocks dust from the shelf [01:03.47] [01:04.80]Home is a love that I miss very much [01:08.17] [01:09.61]So the past has been bottled and labelled with love [01:13.87] [01:19.30]During the war time an american pilot [01:22.93] [01:24.20]Made every air raid a time of excitement [01:28.15] [01:29.28]She moved to his prairie and married the texan [01:33.36] [01:34.45]She learnt from a distance how love was a lesson [01:38.75] [01:40.18]He became drinker and she became mother [01:43.71] [01:44.90]She knew that one day shed be one or the other [01:48.86] [01:50.08]He ate himself older drunk himself dizzy [01:54.24] [01:55.23]Proud of her features she kept herself pretty [01:59.23] [02:04.59]Drinks to remember I me and myself [02:08.36] [02:09.33]And winds up the clock [02:10.82] [02:11.64]And knocks dust from the shelf [02:13.28] [02:14.55]Home is a love that I miss very much [02:18.25] [02:19.36]So the past has been bottled and labelled with love [02:23.55] [02:29.19]He like a cowboy died drunk in his slumber [02:32.54] [02:34.01]Out on the porch in the middle of summer [02:37.48] [02:38.81]She crossed the ocean back home to her family [02:42.82] [02:44.10]But they had retired to roads that were sandy [02:47.94] [02:49.19]She moved home alone without friends or relations [02:53.02] [02:54.20]Lived in a world full of age reservation [02:58.33] [02:59.42]On moth eaten armchairs shed say that shed sod all [03:04.10] [03:04.69]The friends who had left her to drink from the bottle [03:08.77] [03:14.05]Drinks to remember I me and myself [03:17.44] [03:18.84]And winds up the clock [03:20.39] [03:21.24]And knocks dust from the shelf [03:22.82] [03:24.27]Home is a love that I miss very much [03:27.82] [03:29.20]So the past has been bottled and labelled with love [03:33.29] [03:34.52]Drinks to remember I me and myself [03:37.99] [03:39.62]And winds up the clock [03:41.08] [03:42.01]And knocks dust from the shelf [03:43.51] [03:44.64]Home is a love that I miss very much [03:48.29] [03:49.61]So the past has been bottled and labelled with love [03:53.68] [03:55.11]So the past has been bottled and labelled with love [03:58.96] [04:00.22]So the past has been bottled and labelled with love