Cream

Thinkin' 'bout the times you drove in my car.
Thinkin' that I might have drove you too far.
And I'm thinkin' 'bout the love
that you laid on my table.

I told you not to wander 'round in the dark.
I told you 'bout the swans,
that they live in the park.
Then I told you 'bout our kid,
now he's married to Mable.