Story Behind The Song

The song is a reflection on the nature of relationship, the sense of destiny, and the struggle to know the real other.

Song Description

Boy and girl work out their relationship in a car driving through Sydney Australia. Girl accuses boy of waxing eloquent by stealing lines from Oscar Wilde and insists that it's not this pretense but rather his weakness that she loves. Amidst this quarrel

Lyrics

OSCAR WILDE
By Ben kyle


VERSE
They were made for each other, at least the TV told her so
It was just another night in Sydney under an FM radio
Playing songs of innocent and unrequited love
The look on his face said, ?Honey, what are you thinking of?

CHORUS
And she said, ?You just sit there quoting lines from the irresistible Oscar Wilde
Cause your own attempts at modern verse lack all the romance of an Irish curse?

VERSE
She said, ?Let?s hit up the Opera House if you can think of nothing better.?
And he said, ?I?ve never been one to think at all?
And she said, ?I think I realized that when I read your first love letter
But it never bothered me at all

Cause we were made for each other at least the TV told me so
It was just another Sunday morning on a ?Waltons? episode,
Mary Ellen said, ?Love, is just a real good feeling?
And when I say I love you babe, I guess that?s what I?ve been meaning

CHORUS
But you just sit there quoting lines from the irresistible Oscar Wilde
Cause your own attempts at modern verse lack all the romance of an Irish Curse
You might win your beauty queen, if not through love through sympathy
But I know your poet?s dead, it?s your weakness that I want instead?

VERSE
They drove all night in that ?67? Chevy,
?Til the sun came up upon their love
Then he broke the silence before it got too heavy
When he said, ?Darling, what are you thinking of?

And she said, ?Maybe someday we?ll get to know each other
Maybe then I?ll find out who you are?
And he said, ?I can tell you right now babe, I?m the son of my mother
And I?m sitting here beside you in this car?

CHORUS
And she said, ?You just sit there quoting lines from the irresistible Oscar Wilde
Cause your own attempts at modern verse lack all the romance of an Irish curse.
You might win your beauty queen, if not through love through sympathy
But I know your poet?s dead, it?s your weakness that I want instead,
I know your poet?s dead, it?s your weakness that I want instead?

VERSE
They were made for each other, at least the TV told her so
It was just another night in Sydney under an FM radio
Playing songs of innocent and unrequited love
The look on his face said, ?Honey, what are you thinking of.?