I take my overnight bag
I beat it to Delta Ville
With my
Despatch Box
I open the briefcase
And I will forget your thirteen
Years in my
Despatch box
I take my overnight bag
Our love was it nothing
But a futile shag
In the Bronx there are dream
Brothels, I'll find a little ox-
ygen there
I take my overnight bag
I’ve let you slip doll but be that as
It may I half-open the briefcase
I have nothing but the aftertaste of clay
I take my overnight bag
All that spins on the vinyl
Alas your tits my hot-dog
And your flirting and your drugs
I’ve had enough
I take my overnight bag
I put Chessman Karyll in there
As he has his place I open the briefcase
Me, fucks, I’ve had thirteen
to the dozen
I close my overnight bag
That pisses you off, you epilate
Your pubic hairs
I've had it with you
Five years in the foreign legion
Would that be worse than you
The foreigner 1
1. Than you being a foreigner to me ie no longer knowing you