Thanks I’ll Think It Over

Written with Vika and Linda Bull

Well your clothes are fine
And you drink good wine
You’re a man of many powers
You have a big house on the hill
And lovely taste in flowers

Now you’re calling me almost daily
You say you want no other
I don’t mind this flattery
But thanks, I’ll think it over

Oh give me ninety-nine years
Thanks, I’ll think it over

What you want you always get
With just one snap of your fingers
But I have not decided yet
I know it makes you wonder

Oh give me ninety-nine years
Thanks, I’ll think it over

Every day you’re still calling me
From one place or another
Hold your horses, let me be!
Thanks, I’ll think it over

Oh give me ninety-nine years
Thanks, I’ll think it over