Lyrics Matchbook - Ian Moss

Matchbook - Ian Moss
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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

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Artist lyrics: Ian Moss