Last Time I Saw Andrew Lyrics

Last time I saw Andrew,
He'd been walking the dogs on the Green,
For his folks and for a change of scene.
We love the sound of hearsay in the morning,
Antiques on shelves,
Are dust on memories forming.

Last time I saw Carol,
She'd been checking the just - in's at Marks (and Spencer),
Nose through the baskets, the trolleys and carts,
There's more than memories preserved in the jars,
Some get the bus,
Some Collect By Car.