She was standing smoking counting stolen change
Don't someone have the guts to complain?
Said Superman I'm a big fan, let's get something straight
Well you don't have the guts to complain
Now your son's coming out to the rain
Your son's coming out to the rain
When you're on your own
Standing by the phone
We should get together
By the supermarket stand
Just taking it hand-in-hand
We should get together
Just think of the love you'll save
Not stuck in your early grave
We should get together, together, together
I saw you standing smoking counting stolen change
But I don't have the guts to complain
Well I picked you up, got mixed up with you, that's OK'cos now
I've got the guts to complain
Your sons coming out to the rain
Your sons coming out to the rain
When you're on your own
Standing by the phone
We should get together
Got a supermarket stand
Just taking it hand-in-hand
We should get together
Just think of the love you'll save
Not stuck in your early grave
We should get together, together, together...
(whole verse repeated 3 times)