Tekster: Blur. Parklife. Clover Over Dover.

I'm on the white cliffs of Dover
Thinking it over and over
But if I jump it's all over
A cautionary tale for you
(Ahh, ahh, ahh)

Hoh oh
Hoh oh
Hoh oh
Hoh oh

I'd like to roll in the clover
With you over and over
On the white cliffs of Dover
And then I let you push me over

If that is the fact, then in actual fact
Its not where it's at and it's over
(Oh, oh)
If that is the fact, then in actual fact
I'm not where it's at, it's all over
Yes it is

Hoh oh
Hoh oh
Hoh oh
Hoh oh

And now the bluebirds are over
(I'm floating away)
Over the white cliffs of Dover
(Spent twenty years upon the sea)
And when you push me over
(And when I came back)
Don't bury me, I'm not worth anything
(I found that you took care)

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

If that is the fact, then in actual fact
Its not where it's at and it's over
(Oh, oh)
If that is the fact then in actual fact
I'm not where it's at, it's all over
Yes it is

Hoh oh
Hoh oh
Hoh oh
Hoh oh