Mr. and Mrs. Elliot Lyrics

They have tried on a big, hard bed

They have tried in a Boston hotel

And in the big hot bedroom in Touraine, despite their mutual pain

He can call it living straight

But are you the master of your own fate

If pairs of shoes in front of hotel rooms shake you straight to the bone?

Mr. and Mrs. Elliot tried so hard to have a child

But some of us will and some of us won't, that's just the way it goes

And you're standing in the ticket line, you may rhyme and prophesize

Drinking white wine and writing the days away

Coming over on the boat, took their girlfriend to a French Chateau

In Paris and Dijon they were quite happy, living in a room for three

Mr. and Mrs. Elliot tried so hard to have a child

But some of us will and some of us won't, that's just the way it goes

And you're standing in the ticket line, you may rhyme and prophesize

Drinking white wine and writing the days away

Drinking white wine and writing the days away