Queen - brighton rock

Happy little day, Jimmy went away

Met his little Jenny on a public holiday

A happy pair they made, so decorously laid

’Neath the gay illuminations all along the promenade

’It’s so good to know there’s still a little magic in the air

I’ll weave my spell"

’Jenny will you stay - tarry with me pray

Nothing ’ere need come between us tell me love, what do you say’

’Oh no I must away to my Mum in disarray

If my mother should discover how I spent my holiday

It would be of small avail to talk of magic in the air

I’ll weave my spell’

O Rock of Ages, do not crumble, love is breathing still

O Lady Moon, shine down a little people magic if you will

Jenny pines away, writes a letter everyday

’We must ever be together, nothing can my love erase’

’Oh no I’m compromised, I must apologise

If my lady should discover how I spent my holidays . . .’