procol harum – lime street blues lyrics
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(brooker / reid)-
lime street in the afternoon
everybody crazy as a c–n
i’m running round in my underpants
trying to find some kinda romance
quarter past three [sic] on lime street
i got whipped right offa my feet
didn’t realize that i’d been caught
till i found myself in the county court
‘mr judge,’ i said, ‘won’t you please be kind
have pity on me, a poor orphan child? ‘
mr judge he says with a long mean frown
‘orphan or not, you’re going down!’
well i screamed on my knees in the witness box,
‘lord have mercy on my golden locks.’
the judge i could see that he was snide
he says, ‘the only kind of blonde you are’s a peroxide!’
oh lime street, lime street
lime street, that’s where we meet
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