here i walk, here i walk
looking for an angel's wings in the den of the hawk
here i am, here i am
with a choice between an also ran and a sunbed tan
and you thought you'd found your own little look
how i misjudged, how i mistook
and you thought you'd found the style of your hair
i guess tonight i'll take, i'll take these trouble to
the rocking chair
so i'll take these high-heeled shoes
and yes i'll take these traditional views
i'll take this deep despair
of a 30 year old square, to the rocking chair
here i sit, here i sit
looking for a warming smile in a house of cold wit
here i stand, here i stand
torn between the balding drunk and no-man's land
and they'll tell you when you've reached your peak
where the wolf-whistle rung there's a deafening shriek
blowing kisses into thin air
i guess tonight i'll take, i'll take these troubles to
the rocking chair
so i'll take this awkward stance
and i'll take this sexless dance
i'll take this deep despair of a 30 year old square
to the rocking chair
am i skinny? a shade too fat?
mmmm... my friend the cat knows all about that
am i happy?
(here i sit, here i sit)
just a little sad
(looking for a warming smile in a house of cold wit)
mmmm... my friend that cat knows all about that
am i skinny?
(here i walk, here i walk)
a shade too fat?
(looking for an angel's wings in the den of the hawk)
my friend the cat knows all about that