Broken Nose

I seen her everyday now
And boy has she got class
She got diamonds on her fingers
And rhythm in her ass
Ive tried to call her over
But I must be made of glass
Cos she just looks right through me
Keeps walking straight on past
Walkin straight on...
I like your...
Dig your...
Day.. .
Oh the day...
Eats in fancy places
Where the cover would pay my rent
Steaks on silver platters
And water costs 50 pence
Tips up all the waiters
And five will get you ten
Still Im waitin in the lobby
She wont even invite me in
Wont even invite me...
I like your kind of address
Dig your style of clothes
The day I stopped loving you
Was the day you broke my nose
(REPEAT CHORUS) (REPEAT BACKUP CHORUS)
When she goes to the theatre
Its always the latest show
While Ill wait in some poolroom
Thats just across the road
One time she saw me waiting
And come across the spoke
She said adieu and grabbed my cue
And shoved it down my throat
(REPEAT CHORUS and BACKUP)