| Lyrics: | Fish & chips and paper lips and a rainy pavement,
Soho lights and another night thinking of
you.
Black cat sat on a wall and set me talking,
Suggesting ways and means that I might
well smile
As you leave the place where you work until twelve-thirty
And the policemen
nods as you pass along his beat.
Sweaty feet, [???], we're all in the same game
lately.
Life's no bowl of cherries; it's a black and white strip cartoon.
I've been
warned that you and your friends are crazy.
[???] the gentlemen,
Who, while they drool,
trying to keep cool, spill their scotch & water.
But I'm not that way, I must say I'd much
prefer to see
You in your texturized rubber rainwear around twelve-thirty.
Come and play,
shades of grey, in my black & white strip cartoon.
[Chorus:]
Strip cartoon is
all I'm after,
Strip cartoon is all I crave.
So come to my place around
twelve-thirty,
'Cause I'm a leading politician at a dangerous age.
[Repeat
Chorus]
Strip cartoon.
[Repeat Chorus |
