My Only Vice (Is The Fantastic Prices I — текст песни (Steve Harley)

Simply Lorraine sings for a while
In a three-octave harmonica style
It`s easy to see her harmony
stabbing at my songs from behind
Trying to stick her cosmic philosopher`s
words into rhymes
Nobody can tell it the same
To her evcrything`s just like a game
But she`ll make it seem some big machine`s
driving you clean outa your mind
Come on admit it, that`s just the limit,
we`ve travelled from mad to sublime

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Oh she`s a lady from a background of pearls
Who`s tormenting and bending my world
My only vice is the fantastic prices I
Charge for being eaten alive. . .

So Nina can paint dragons on guitars
She can roll up a Victorian vase,
That gal can sweep, skip,
jump and leap into a room full of clowns,
No one`ll tame her, no one`ll claim her,
`til she`s been at least all around
Doreen is a hunk of a man,
she can wipe every boy from the land
But Lorraine can fly it way outa sight
then bring it on back to the fold
Give me a chance, I want romance,
don`t give me your love quite so cold

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