Crippled With Nerves

Ian Dury

Compositor: Ian Dury / Russell Hardy

I could give the respect she deserves
But I can't 'cos I'm crippled with nerves
Just to take in my arms, hold her tight
But I'm sorry, I'm shaking with fright

I could touch her
I could tell her
I'm a very lucky fellow
I'd cancel all proper reserves
But my hope is all gone
Got the fears coming on
And I'll die 'cos I'm crippled with nerves

How I wish she'd ask for a smile
She won't, I tremble a while
She's gone from my lust and my shame
Silly trying to stifle the pain

Could have touched her
Could have told her
The weight is on my shoulder
Sadness, the purpose it serves
The day turns to grey
The pain has it's way
I'll die, 'cos I'm crippled with nerves