There's a boy, a little boy, shooting arrows in the blue.
And he's aiming them at someone, but the question is, at who?
Is it me or is it you it's hard to tell until you're hit.
But you'll know it when they hit you cause they hurt a little bit.
Here they come pouring out of the blue little arrows for me
and for you.
You're falling in love again, you're falling in love again.
Little arrows in your clothing, little arrows in your hair
When you're in love you'll find those little arrows everywhere.
Little arrows that will hit you once, and hit you once again
little arrows that hit everybody, every now and then.
(Oh, oh, oh the pain.)
Some folks run and others hide but there ain't nothing they can do.
And some folks put on armour but the arrows go straight through.
So you can see there's no escape, so why not face it and admit
that you love those little arrows when they hurt a little bit.
Here they come pouring out of the blue little arrows for me
and for you.
You're falling in love again, you're falling in love again.
Little arrows in your clothing, little arrows in your hair
When you're in love you'll find those little arrows everywhere.
Little arrows that will hit you once, and hit you once again
little arrows that hit everybody, every now and then.
Here they come pouring out of the blue little arrows for me
and for you.
You're falling in love again, you're falling in love again.
Little arrows in your clothing, little arrows in your hair
When you're in love you'll find those little arrows everywhere.
Little arrows that will hit you once, and hit you once again
little arrows that hit everybody, every now and then.
OUTRO:(x2)
Little arrows in your clothing, little arrows in your hair
When you're in love you'll find those little arrows everywhere.
Little arrows that will hit you once, and hit you once again
little arrows that hit everybody, every now and then.(Fade.)
A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.