Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Matchbook, artist - Ian Moss.
Date of issue: 31.08.1989
Song language: English
Matchbook |
Once I knew a younger man |
Travelling alone |
He had nothin' in his pocket but a matchbook, baby |
All the world was older then |
With money spare to burn |
There was nothin' in his pocket but a matchbook |
Now he’s gone, gone, gone |
Lookin' out my window now |
Depression has returned |
Beggerman, thief is the new look baby |
With a pocketful of nothin' but a matchbook |
Yeah things roll on and on |
The King is on the radio |
Singin' «Don't be Cruel» |
The girls down on the corner makin' money after school |
Your hear them say that love’s okay |
But when the passion dies |
You got nothin' in your pocket but a matchbook, baby |
Fool, fool, fool |
I needed more than daily bread |
And midnight robbery |
The empty heart of a hot look ain’t no mystery |
I don’t know what lies ahead |
But you’ve been good to me |
You’ve been colouring in my sketchbook |
And I’m fine, fine, fine |
I had nothin' in my pocket but a matchbook |
Now you’re mine, mine, mine |