This little creature. Lives in your wardrobe. He's seen you fake it. He's seen you naked. He's been through your pockets. And sucked out your secrets.
Clean clean superclean. God knows thats all youll be without me. Clean clean superclean. God knows thats where youll be without me. But Ill do anything to have you.
This man lives in the ocean. He puts his favorite clothes on. And drifts away day after day. And you can't hear me call. This man needs a direction. You want my blind affection.
We should spend the night in a small hotel like this. Drinking champagne in it. We could drive your car through the east end streets to the city. And still make a day of it.
You closed your eyes and left me here. And now I'm jealous of your sleep. I made some noise to wake you up. It seems you've drifted out of reach. . I'm not sure if you meant what you said.
She's a good girl but everyone said she was a goddess. They've got a Rolex telling the same time for everyone. But you wouldn't notice. You'd better just come down, come down.
We step through London. The streets holding on to us. We'll stand where the river bends. I hope we fall in. . So this time maybe. Lets take a photograph.