He lived alone in the basement   She lived outside, in the shed   They kept a goldfish together   Until they found him dead      So tip your glasses to our friend   His journey's found it's end   We wish you better luck   Than being bottled up   Our hearts will never mend      He found her crying on his shoulder   And he could smell her hair   She smiled at him as he held her   and then he moved upstairs      So we say thank you to our friend   It all worked out in the end   He's sitting on a cloud   She's spinning round and round   Their hearts together mend