Dirty Barry Stole The Bluebird


He stole it, he stole it
He crossed the wires & fled
The bastard, he wrecked it, he wrecked it
His face was ugly & not so much as a Hello
Oh yellow, his favourite colour was black
Because he stole it...

One fine day now it was typical
I was wonderful, he was critical
Lived in my street, owned a Jaguar
No matter where you are that's a girlies car
Wore the wrong shoes, didn't seem to work
Was always out but he didn't seem to work
Got no giro, he didn't need it though, he stole cars, you know

And though he had the cheekiness to lie
Such a lazy way to die
Didn't try, well oh my
And all the girls were weeping when we said
That their bluebird days were dead
Go to bed, oh, instead

We chased him right down, brought the bat incase
We could catch him up, smash his pretty face
Bang, bang, bang, bang went the bluebird and
We were getting tanned by an orange band
He sped away passed the studio
Played Cigarello a la Fratellio
We got wasted & then we went to bed
Got the train instead



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