Pistol Song

What I can't recall
Is the sound of his voice
Piercing the walls
A pistol by his bedside
I know I'm not right in the head to suggest
But If you could change your mind
I'd go put on that dress

Ooh, darling, isn't it lovely to see that
The lights by our window
Are sending me to sleep tonight?
Tonight
(Tonight, tonight)
Tonight
(Tonight, tonight)
Tonight
(Tonight, mm-mm, mm-mmh)