Mr. and Mrs. Elliot Songtext
von P.J.M. Bond

They have tried on a big, hard bed
They have tried in a Boston hotel
And in the big hot bedroom in Touraine, despite their mutual pain

He can call it living straight
But are you the master of your own fate
If pairs of shoes in front of hotel rooms shake you straight to the bone?


Mr. and Mrs. Elliot tried so hard to have a child
But some of us will and some of us won′t, that's just the way it goes
And you′re standing in the ticket line, you may rhyme and prophesize
Drinking white wine and writing the days away

Coming over on the boat, took their girlfriend to a French Chateau
In Paris and Dijon they were quite happy, living in a room for three

Mr. and Mrs. Elliot tried so hard to have a child
But some of us will and some of us won't, that's just the way it goes
And you′re standing in the ticket line, you may rhyme and prophesize
Drinking white wine and writing the days away
Drinking white wine and writing the days away