I'm not going to sit here and lie and list all the many ways About how I will supposedly love you 'til the end of days Because I think that we both know in twenty-eight and a half years' time That I won't be yours, and you probably won't be mine But yesterday, today and probably tomorrow This little one will find it hard to find sorrow Yesterday, today and probably tomorrow ♪ Middleton to Withington and Middleton and back Is more than enough to make the average Middletonian crack So I will stand outside the Travelogue and bite my tongue Your best friends look me up and down, and I'll write the song Yesterday, today and probably tomorrow This little one might find it hard to find sorrow Yesterday, today and probably tomorrow ♪ Will they be there on Tuesday night Running the bath and turning out the lights? Will they be there on Thursday afternoons To welcome you home from Huston platform With heart-shaped balloons? No ♪ Yesterday, today and probably tomorrow