Ian Dury - Crippeld with nerves

I could give her 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 fella 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 to my luck and my shame Silly trying to stifle the pain Could have touched her Could have told her The weight is on my shoulder My sadness my purpose deserves And the day turns to grey The pain turns this way I'll die cos I'm crippled with nerves