Squeeze - Syer B & Lewi White

(Difford/Tilbrook) 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 worrying 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 We 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, Heart like a gun was just half of the battle.

I feel like I'm pounding on a big door No one can hear me knocking I feel like I'm falling flat to the floor No one can catch me from falling The hourglass has no more grains of sand My watch has stopped, no more turning hands The crew have abandoned the ship The lights are on but no one is in Take it to the bridge, throw it overboard See if it can swim, back up to the shore No one's in the house, everyone is out All the lights are on and the blinds are down Take it to the bridge, throw it overboard See if it can swim, back up to the shore No one's in the house, everyone is out All the lights are on and the blinds are down I feel like I'm calling on a telephone No one can hear the ringing I feel like I'm running up a steep hill No one can stop me from running The hourglass has no more grains of sand My watch has stopped, no more turning hands The little hand shakes its fist The face is hanging out on a spring Take it to the bridge, throw it overboard See if it can swim, back up to the shore No one's in the house, everyone is out All the lights are on and the blinds are down Take it to the bridge, throw it overboard See if it can swim, back up to the shore No one's in the house, everyone is out All the lights are on and the blinds are down Take it to the bridge, throw it overboard See if it can swim, back up to the shore No one's in the house, everyone is out All the lights are on and the blinds are down Take it to the bridge, throw it overboard See if it can swim, back up to the shore No one's in the house, everyone is out All the lights are on and the blinds are down The hourglass has no more grains of sand Little red grains of sand My watch has stopped, no more turning hands Little green neon hands Take it to the bridge, throw it overboard See if it can swim, back up to the shore No one's in the house, everyone is out All the lights are on and the blinds are down Take it to the bridge, throw it overboard See if it can swim, back up to the shore No one's in the house, everyone is out All the lights are on and the blinds are down Feel like I'm calling back to the shore No one can hear me calling Feel like I'm falling back to the floor No one can catch me from falling Take it to the bridge, throw it overboard See if it can swim, back up to the shore No one's in the house, everyone is out All the lights are on and the blinds are down