Written by Ricky & Marty Wilde
I watch a man sitting down the park
The flashy suit manufactured by the makers
He`s got a pen and he circles an add
It makes him laugh `cos he`s reading dirty papers
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She doesn`t know but she`s getting his call
He`s talking straight but he wants it in a strange way
She combs her hair doesn`t worry at all
He could be mad but its just another pay day
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She likes to live on the poor side of town
She`s shacking down with a guy from West Guiana
The boys around always look at the ground
Oh, what they`d give for a night with that piranha
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She doesn`t have to make her money that way
She`s such a pretty young girl
I guess they love it `cos you hear when they stay
They cry oh, oh, oh
This guy arrives looking scared as a rat
He needs her love but he wants it like a brother
Three hours later he crawls out on his knees
She`s laughing loud `cos he`s calling for his mother
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Kim Wilde CDs in sales 
