Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Piccadilly, artist - Squeeze. Album song The Squeeze Story, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 31.12.2005
Record label: Mercury
Song language: English
Piccadilly |
| She’s not a picture above somebody’s fire |
| She sits in a towel with a purple hair dryer |
| She waits to get even with me |
| She hooks up her cupcakes and puts on her jumper |
| Explains that she’ll be late to a worryin' mother |
| She meets me in Piccadilly |
| A begging folk singer stands tall by the entrance |
| His song relays worlds of most good intentions |
| A fiver a ten P in his hat for collection |
| She talks about office, she talks about dresses |
| She’s seen one she fancies her smile is impressing |
| So maybe I’ll treat her someday |
| We queue among strangers and strange conversation |
| Love’s on the lips of all forms of engagements |
| All queuing to see tonight’s play |
| A man behind me talks to his young lady |
| He’s happy that she is expecting his baby |
| His wife won’t be pleased but she’s not been round lately |
| The girl was so dreadful we left in a hurry |
| Escaped in the rain for an Indian curry |
| At the candle lit Taj Mahal |
| My lips to a napkin, I called for a taxi |
| The invite of eyes made it tense but relaxed me |
| My mind took a devious role |
| The cab took us home through a night I’d not noticed |
| The neon club lights of adult films and Trini Lopez |
| My arm around love but my acting was hopeless |
| We crept like two thieves from the kettle to the fire |
| We kissed to the sound of the silence that we’d hired |
| Now captured, your love in my arms |
| A door opened slightly a voice spoke in worry |
| Mum went to bed without wind of the curry |
| Our secret love made its advance |
| Like Adam and Eve we took bite on the apple |
| Loose change in my pocket, it started to rattle |
| Her heart like a gun was just half of the battle |
| Heart like a gun was just half of the battle |
| Like Adam and Eve we took bite on the apple |
| Heart like a gun was just half of the battle |
| Loose change in my pocket it started to rattle |
| Heart like a gun was just half of the battle |
| Her heart like a gun was just half of the battle |
| Heart like a gun was just half of the battle |
| Like Adam and Eve we took bite on the apple |
| Heart like a gun was just half of the battle |
| Loose change in my pocket it started to rattle |
| Heart like a gun was just half of the battle |
| Her heart like a gun was just half of the battle |
| Heart like a gun was just half of the battle |