Lyrics:

The Countess sits there dressed up
In the shadows of her dreams
And her eyes are lookin' everywhere
But never look at me
And I should be the sucker
Who waits upon her whims
But she flicks her wrist so gracefully
As she notches up her sins
I'm sinkin' so low, I said, 'Hello'
I used to be one of your friends
I just got back from the South Row
And now I'm out on the edge again
I'm out on the edge again

Sometimes I sit in the cinema
With my knees under my chin
And I drift away and watch the same part
Over and over again
The streets are so full of mysterious women
I watch them through the hole in the fence
They walk by with the sun in their eyes
And they're out on the edge again
I'm sinkin' so low, I said, 'Hello'
I used to be one of your friends
I just got back from the South Row
And now I'm out on the edge again
I'm out on the edge again

I'm sinkin' so low, I said, 'Hello'
I used to be one of your friends
I just got back from the South Row
And now I'm out on the edge again
I'm out on the edge again
I'm out on the edge again
Hey, hey, no