the smiths
hand in glove [live]
Hand in glove  The sun shines out of our behinds No, it's not like any other love  This one is different-because it's us Hand in glove We can go wherever we please  And everything depends upon How near you stand to me And if the people stare Then the people stare I really don't know and I really don't care Hand in glove  The good people laugh Yes, we may be hidden by rags But we have something they'll never have So, hand in glove I stake my claim I'll fight to the last breath  If they dare touch a hair on your head I'll fight to the last breath The good life is out there, somewhere So stay on my arm, you little charmer But I know my luck too well And I'll probably never see you again.