Rosewood

An investor's daughter was giving me head

In a signature suite that had it's own postcode, she sad

Sculptures of cats and fingers on hips

Like three numbers rubbed off her signature strip



Hands of a clock - stopped by a bomb

I'll always find a greasier swan

Out of the Edwardian rain, curiosity shops

For certainty soaked up in on barbershop mops



So, on this weekend

Where the biggest top four clash finished up 1-1

My nightmare ends as they always do

With me transferring money to someone

I like boots and jeans, yeah, OK, alright

But a baby doll dress was way cooler tonight