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Girl on the Tube next to me
Talks in a cute Tennessee
Bag in her lap
Checking the wrap
On some Eau de Cologne
She leaves a message for Steve
Sounds like he got a reprieve
Says things will look up
Tells him they'll hook up at
Mary Lebone
(At six thirty-three)
And she's melted right into the crowd
And she's turning her headphones to loud
And I'll never see under that cloud
Or learn how it turns out
Got to find out what the deal is
Got to know who the schlemiel is
'Cos somebody ought to be
Taking her home
From Mary Lebone
2
Tuesdays I swear every line rings
Customer care isn't my thing
Slam it to mute
'Cos I'm planning a route
Back to Mary Lebone
Highsider blocks up the street
Cab driver stops for a leak
Finally arrive
By six forty-five
At Mary Lebone
(And what do you know)
There's a hint of a tear on her dress
There's a glint of a tear on her face
But she's still sitting there nonetheless
And she's all
All alone
Aubergine eyes might unhinge me
Looks like she dropped the Givenchy
Says that she's clumsy -
She just let it fall
I say 'it happens -
Don't worry at all
'Cos I'll pick up the pieces if ever you call
And it's only a stone's throw from my home -
To Mary Lebone'
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SELF MADE MAN
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She moved from Leyton
'cos it lost the appeal
She's relocating to estate that is real
That little bijoux in Manhattan's a steal
Throws in a kilo just to sweeten the deal
She's a self-made man
She's a self-made man
2
She raises dust with a banker from Rio
He's on the cusp but she'd prefer a Leo
She's looking out for an alpha romeo
To play some doubles or perhaps just a trio
She's a self-made man
She's a self-made man
She's Daddy's daughter
He took them all in
He made a fortune
Savvy offshoring
Her big supporter
Bought her a Breitling
Didn't she oughta
Oughta be more like him?
3
She's tired of Necker,
now she goes European
The air is better and it's easier skiing
Puts in an offer on a sanatorium
She's sending Legal to Geneva to see 'em
She's a self-made man
She's a self-made man
She's a self-made man
She's a self-made man
Smarter than midi
Part of the city
She's a self-made man
Sweeter than Sugar
Hard as a Luger
She's a self-made man
Small residences
All on expenses
She's a self-made man
Hotter than Ryan
in a suit and a tie, and
She's a self-made man
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Last sight of Sumatra
Ragged steamer running heavy on the leg
First night out of harbour
Eight bells and a champagne bar is set
His suit's black as java
Pink feathers and a pearl around her neck
She swings with Sinatra
And he smiles...
2
Bright moon on the water
Light gown that she found in old Quebec
Sips Syrah he poured her
Now they're wound like chain
on the weatherdeck
She's a spark in the tinder
He's powder in the keg
She danced
Like De Carlo
And he smiles...
Like Gregory Peck
3
White foam off the larbord
Jagged reef splits the waves in silhouette
Helm down, hard to starboard
One breach and the iron queen's in check
Deep calls to the deepest
Your sons must come and pay respect
She clings like Dietrich
And he smiles...
Like Gregory Peck
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Padawan (Alderaan Mix)
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PADAWAN
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He's selling merchandise
Convention capes with a lamé lining,
He had to hike the price
To get a table near the all-star signing
Her Lincoln just arrived
White leather seats with some rhinestones shining
She's got a Gotham vibe
She's got a minder who is short but frightening
She's a screen queen
She beamed
From a celluloid world
From a Chromakey galaxy
He's reading
Her telepathy
She's got his systems overheating...
'I know about a thing called love
I know it's what you're thinking of
So show you've got a Minuteman
I know that you're my Padawan'
2
He's hardly one for fights
You'd never call him a Man of Steel
He's not so great in tights -
His taco habit's an Achilles heel
But when their worlds collide,
He sees the truth, and the truth is blinding
There's something loose inside
His alter-ego's done with hiding, and
He's a ray gun
On stun
See him pushing past the Wookiee
From Copenhagen
Now he's closing
Locked on
But her gorilla is a killer
Gonna terminate his fun...
'I know about a thing called love
I know it's what you're thinking of
So show you've got the iron, man
I know that you're no Padawan'
He's bending time to get near
To cross that final frontier
Security freaks
Now they're out their seats
As he quantum leaps
She breathes a word in his ear
'I know about a thing called love
I know it's what you're thinking of
So show you've got a Minuteman
I know that you're my Padawan'
©2012 The Tracy Boys, Puppet State Media
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