Author: Andy Fawcett <tap@lspace.org> 		
Newsgroup: 	alt.fan.pratchett 		

Honest, I tried to resist, but... 		
Please, bear in mind I have no musical talent, and couldn't carry a tune
if you handed it to me in a bucket! 	

Wolf Eyed Girl 	With apologies to Van Morrison 		

Hey, where did you go 			
Nights when the moon came ? 			
Down in the squalor 			
Hunting for new crime, 			
Yapping and a-running, hey, hey, 			
Yelping and a-jumping 			
In the early morning fog with 			
You, your tail a-thumping 			
And you, my wolf-eyed girl, 			
You, my wolf-eyed girl. 			
Whatever happened 			
To clothes you left behind 			
Going down the dwarf pub with a 			
Very blunt axe to grind. 			
Standing in the moonlight howling 			
Prowling by bright lunar beams, 			
Trotting and a-sneaking 			
All along the Ankh's edge 			
With you, my wolf-eyed girl, 			
You, my wolf-eyed girl. 			
Do you remember when we used to sing 			
Gold gold, gold gold gold gold gold, gold la la dee dah 			
Just like that 			
Gold gold, gold gold gold gold gold, gold la la dee dah 			
La dee dah. 			
Too dark to find my way 			
Now that I'm all on my own. 			
I stroked you the other day, 			
My, how your fur has grown! 			
Cast my protective back there, Love, 			
Sometime I'm overcome thinking about 			
Making love in the Watch House 			
on the Isle of Gods 			
With you, my wolf-eyed girl, 			
You, my wolf-eyed girl. 			
Do you remember when we used to sing 			
Gold gold, gold gold gold gold gold, gold la la dee dah 			
Laying in the green grass 			
Gold gold, gold gold gold gold gold, gold la la dee dah 			
Dee dah dee dah dee dah dee dah dee dah dee 			
Gold gold, gold gold gold gold gold, gold gold gold 			
Dee dah la dee dah la dee dah la 			
D-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d... 		

Andy Fawcett