Without hurting you How can I make you see This might mean everything to you But it don't mean nothing to me And whilst your hangers on Are laughing nervously You'll lock them in a penthouse suite Then you'll throw away the key
Gorgeous George The last of the go-getters Gorgeous George A dandy to the letter You really should know better Gorgeous George
Such exquisite taste From your head to toes Stuck inside your lady's chambers Powdering your nose And now your holding court With the Pearly King Whilst outside the balcony This mocking bird will sing
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You shouldn't walk so proud You shouldn't talk so loud You're just a face in the crowd And you should know it You flit from floor to floor Buying up the store But you still want more So you blow it
I've a life on my own That you refuse to see One hundred at your beck and call So why did you pick on me? Should I return that call? Talk to your answerphone? Just make sure that the blinds are drawn And pretend you're not at home