Mayday

A slave’s a girl who slaves her days away
In arabesques &minarettes
Tablecloths and serviettes.
She’s singing 'this is what you get'
First you put the tongue in Then you put the boot in Yeah yeah, oh yeah
First you put the tongue in Then you put the boot in Yeah yeah, oh yeah
The mob goes fifteen ways
I dunno which way to go.
The mob goes fifteen ways
and my head, my poor head
feels like a smashed window
George is 24, he’s easily bored
all his life he’s seen nothing but closed doors.
Not any more…
First you put the tongue in Then you put the boot in Yeah yeah, oh yeah
First you put the tongue in Then you put the boot in Yeah yeah, oh yeah