Serendipity

Written by: 
J. Martyn
1 Feb 1986

It makes no difference if you love or hate her;
Whatever you do, it's all the same.
It makes no difference if you just ignore her,
Whatever you do, she runs the game.

Serendipity said, our eyes would meet without us ever knowing;
Serendipity said she don't care.
Serendipity said, our paths would cross without us ever knowing,
Serendipity said she don't care.

It makes no difference if you love her or hate her;
Whatever you do, it's all the same.
It makes no difference if you just ignore her,
Whatever you do, she runs the game.
At the tip of a wink, the drop of a hat,
At the turning of the card,
Serendipity told me, she'd be there.
At the spin of a coin, the drop of the bead,
At the rolling of the dice,
Serendipity told me, she'd be there.

Serendipity told me, that I'd find her around the nearest corner,
Serendipity told me, that the coast was clear.
Serendipity knows I'm spending all my time preparing for her,
Serendipity knows, she's close to here.

Serendipity said that if circumstances change, whatever;
Serendipity said that she don't care.
Serendipity told me, that she and I could live together,
Serendipity tells me, she knows where.

It makes no difference if you love her or hate her;
Whatever you do, it's all the same.
It makes no difference if you just ignore her,
Whatever you do, she runs the game.
At the drop of a hat, the tip of a wink,
At the turning of the card,
Serendipity told me, she'd be there.
At the spin of a coin, the drop of the bead,
At the rolling of the dice,
Serendipity told me, she don't care.
Serendipity, Serendipity said.

At the tip of a wink, the drop of the hat, the turn of the card,
Serendipity told me, she'd be there, she simply didn't care at all.
The spin of a coin, the skip of the wheel, the roll of the dice,
Serendipity told me that she wouldn't be there.
She simply doesn't care at all.
The hair of the dog; *)
Slide me a hair of a dog.
Madame Serendipity,
Sweet little madame Serendipity...

*) sitenote:
'Hair of the dog that bit me.' (Jack Nicholson ordering a whisky in The Shining, 1980).

John told Trevor Dann: "I suppose it is a song for professional gamblers. The lyric is actually a servings match if you can hear it."

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