Lyrics:

Thomas-Colbeck

I met her in the usual place, I made the same old play
She gave the perfect answers, so I knew I was on my way
I bought her drinks and then I said: 'It's time to take you home.'
She licked her lips and said: 'Okay, but I gotta use the phone ...'
While she was gone I saw my friends and told them I had scored
I'd see them all next morning when we'd leave for Baltimore
She came right back, her coat in hand, she smiled and said: 'Let's go!'
And when we left I noticed there was no-one she didn't know
She had a car (they always do), we drove into the night
A small apartment, just two rooms, she switched on all the lights
That's when I saw the photographs, framed and each one signed
From every guy who played this town, the message underlined
Just one more smiling face on the wall:
See you next time around, So glad you called
'I'll put your photo right here in this space -
Now write a message to me!' - Across my face ...
She asked me if I knew the guys who play in the UFO
I seem to hear that question just every place I go
She showed me lots more photographs covering one wall
And I noticed that this little girl was starring in them all
I felt just like a butterfly waiting for the slide
The pin was poised, the frame all set, I shivered cold inside
The collector set her camera up and whispered: 'Smile for me!'
Remote control, the flash went off - and I joined her gallery
Just one more smiling face on the wall:
See you next time around, So glad you called
'I'll put your photo right here in this space -
Now write a message to me!' - Across my face ...
So if you're ever passing through and you've got time to spare
Just take a trip to this address, you'll find a welcome there
Be sure to take a photograph, she's bound to find a space
Welcome to the club, my friend - you're one more smiling face