For the price of a cup of tea You'd get a line of coke For the price of a night with me You'd be the village joke For the price of a pint of milk I'll tell you all I know About the state of the world today Sit down, enjoy the show
She had several hours to find a place to stay Try the coffee shop, but somewhere on the way She heard about a place, somewhere she could go Walked a couple of blocks to her destination
For the price of a cup of tea You'd get a seven inches Soul black vinyl to stop your tears You can use my stereo You might be the village joke but Don't listen to the gossip of the other folk
She just wants to be accepted in this place There's something in her face She will always seem exotic and aloof If you want to know the truth Her friend the stars dripping from the jewelled sky When she was passing by Would keep her calm There was people that she knew, at least she thought she did Be easy on the kid!
She took her winter coat from her plastic wrapper Pushed back her fringe, see her birthmark