LYRIC FOR SALE

By Michael Chambers

So you go talkin
To a man in the store
He tells you
He ain’t seen you before
He says the Easter eggs
Are cheap this year
But he’s just sown
A seed in your ear

As I appear he makes his way
Nice to see you is what he says
You smile he seemed so nice
But I saw he looked at your handbag twice

You don’t suspect
You’re far too good
He’s just a bum
From the neighbourhood
And as he leaves
Gives a backward glance
I think he wished
He’d took his chance

As I appear he makes his way
Nice to see you is what he says
You smile he seemed so nice
But I saw he looked at your handbag twice

I should not judge him
That’s what you say
He don’t mean it
It’s just his way
I might be wrong
With what I saw
At least he’s gone
The threat’s no more

When I appeared, he made his way
Nice to see you is what I say
We smile he seemed so nice
But I know he looked at your handbag twice