No cats were harmed during the making of this track.
Lyrics :
You were sweet seventeen
Dressed in black and torn jeans in a smoke-packed sedan
My Cortina dream ... but I couldn’t afford
The spiky-haired girl inside
Sick with diesel and swell
In a dodgy Chanel ... Just tuppence a bag
And one for your thoughts sees the other one drop
While we're chewing the rag, we're chewing the rag
Crossing over to France
In what looks at first glance like a Jag, but it ain’t
It’s only a Rover aboard “Pride of Dover”
With a walnut dash, chrome and beige paint
You tore your dress ? What dress ? Huh ...
I wouldn't worry about that now
Just get in the car
... I said get in the car
Her : I feel all the time like a cat on a hot tin roof
Him : Then jump off the roof Maggie. Jump off it ... Do it. Jump !
Her : Jump where ? Into what ?
Him : Take a lover ...
Où est la morale ?
Où est le tact ?
