Just Another Case

(álbum: Cognac And Bologna - 1980)

Della took a look at the thimble and she cried
"Oh, it's underweight!"
I was trying to tell everybody inside
It's just another case
We're all part of it
No one's innocent
All we do is pick and choose
Men like me, we need a room full of clues

I was hot on the tail of an arrogant rash
Of those one-night stands
Leaping from Lisbon to London
Lust in those hinterlands
Social derelicts
Drunken socialites
Always singing the blues, and
Men like me, we need a room full of clues

Just another case of a crime
Lovers' quarrel at three am
"Just the facts, ma'am, if you can now"
I need another fixation

I decided to send everybody else home
Deceitfully
I was starting to act like the host of a game show
On daytime TV
Keeping Della there
Just to sit and stare
I was thinking in twos
Men like me, we need a room full of clues

(Gimme gimme gimme gimme a clue)
(Gimme gimme gimme gimme a clue)

Hello, Della
We're alone now
Scotch and soda?
Sounds good

Della took another look at the thimble and she cried
"Oh, it feels alright"
Then she slid inside of my sack and sighed
"Won't you spend the night?"
There in front of me
Full of fantasy
Wearing nothing but shoes
Men like me, we need a room full of clues!
(Gimme gimme gimme gimme a clue)
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