Saw a suit in Daddy's wardrobe, I took a swipe. Lapels, size of islands, gangster white line pinstripe. Laughed off the street in the name of my rock'n'roll.
Mornington Crescent. I think of you. Rain in the southeast. Men feeling blue. Men with their bowlers. Kids with their spats. Ladies with chauffeurs. Dogs wearing hats and jackets.
My baby. Came to me lately:. "Honey, please don't take this bad. But maybe. When you laid me. Could we try to spice it up?". I looked her. Across the table.