Would believe me, if I told you that Im sorry
I didnt mean to make you sad
When I heard that you were leaving home to travel
I didnt get chance to take it back
But what I wanna know is…
How was London, how was Crete?
How was Amsterdam and gay Parie?
How was Barcelona and Sciliy?
And did you spare a little thought for me?
Did you spare a little thought for me?
Oh Angelene
Did you spare a little thought for me?
Do you remember when we queued outside forever?
Just to go and get IDed
I walked you home, you blagged a bottle of Sambucca
And you tasted of Aniseed
But what I wanna know is…
How was London, how was Crete?
How was Amsterdam and gay Parie?
How was Barcelona and Sciliy?
And did you spare a little thought for me?
Oh Angelene
Did you spare a little thought for me?
Oh Angelene
Did you spare a little thought for me?
I saw your dad last week
He told me youd got married
He was glad you settled down
I told him if you ever came back home to visit
To ask you to pop around
Cause what I wanna know is…
How was London, how was Crete?
How was Amsterdam and gay Parie?
How was Barcelona and Sciliy?
And did you spare a little thought for me?
Oh Angelene
Did you spare a little thought for me?
Oh Angelene
Did you spare a little thought for me?
How was London, how was Crete?
How was Amsterdam and gay Parie?
How was Barcelona and Sciliy?
And did you spare a little thought for me?
Oh Angelene
Did you spare a little thought for me?