Like dead man's shoes They'll wear no more Vagrants wander To where? What for? Like those who moan Have yet to live Some just take Some just give Like the weather That won't go away If you got the choice Then why stay? Like the mindless creatures Who work each day While learned men think Hypocrites pray Like politicians with schedules to keep Bums spend their days wondering where they'll sleep Like all great masters Locked away in bins - Makes me wonder why I condone these sins Do de De doodle do Look at me Look at me What do you see What do you see I see a girl I see a girl A grown girl A grown girl A grown girl A grown girl A grown girl