People Who Aren't You

It’s a beautiful world

Full of fascinating folk

Just met the man who built the sunshield

On the James Webb telescope

With his fingers in his curls he said

I just can’t find the words

To tell her she’s my world

Life’s full of all

These fascinating people

Who aren’t you

The other night I was approached

In the middle of the street

Playing with her pearls she said

Can you spare me something sweet

I mumbled sure

Blinded by my many reflections

Quite a collection

Life’s full of all these fascinating people who aren’t you

Oh all these fascinating people, who aren’t you.

[sax + fiddle solo]

Woke up again thinking

You were the one that got away

And told myself I’d call you

The day after yesterday

But I don’t think I will

And I probably never should

It's a life full of the funniest people, who aren’t you

Oh I wonder what you’d think of these people, who aren’t you.

All these people, they aren’t you

Yeah all these people, aren’t you

[solo]

Yeah all these people, they aren’t you

Oh all these people, aren’t you

Oh all these people, aren’t you