Из альбома: City Boy
Good God, she's deadly delicious, camper than a holiday
Front page, in every issue, tighter than a one act play
Don't look, without your glasses, she'll turn you to a pillar of salt
Watch out, she's mean and brassy, sharper than a telephone
Take care, she'll ask you for small things, only that you give her the earth
Gladly she gives you nothing for something, she only seems to stop when it hurts
Tell her, that England becomes her, its really more expensive abroad
Modest so what can you give her just a floor in Madame Tussauds
look how, she smiles politely, harmless as a hive full of beezzz
She breaks your heart, three times nightly, when you see her dwarf on a lead
Don't stop, she'll have you arrested, just for looking into her eyes
Must be, she's chemically tested, just one glance you're into the vice Just one
glance you're into the vice Just one glance you're into the vice
Please don't leave the room
don't leave the room, don't leave the room
Please don't leave the room, don't leave the room, don't leave the room
Good God, she's deadly delicious, camper than s holiday
Front page in every issue, tighter than a one act play
Don't look, without your glasses, she turn you to a pillar of salt
Watch out, she's mean and brassy, sharper than a telephone
Good God, she's deadly delicious
Deadly Delicious
Deadly Delicious