Garbage Picker

You said that you loved me deeply
And I called you my queen
And remmember when you told me
That I had everything youd ever need
My debanaire style impressed you
But you kept asking where I shop
And that day you saw me picking by the roadside
Was the day that our romance stopped
You shouted
Garbage picker, Garbage Picker, Garbage Picker…
Garbage picker (x3)…
I find a mountain of treasures
In other peoples trash
You measured your pleasures by my treasures
Till you measured them against my cash
Garbage picker (x3)
Mmm all you are is a garbage picker
Garbage picker (x3)
Mmm oh, garbage picker
Every time I see your car drive by
Latin name that goes in my brain
And the tears fill my eyes
You wish that you found out quicker
You say I didn’t tell the truth
Okay, I admit it- I’m a garbage picker
I guess thats why I picked you
I thought that I saw something shining
Beneath your superficial dirge
Youre no hidden treasure
So next time
Ill leave you at the curb
Garbage picker (x3)
Mmm All you are is a garbage picker
Garbage picker (x6)