The Kirkstall Road Girl - Jake Thackray

作曲：Jake Thackray

Now that she's the queen the Aphrodite

Of the socialite magazines

Though her photo's à la mode

We knew her before down the Kirkstall Road

Those jewelled arms and neck that

Taste of Chanel well

When they were none so white

All Kirkstall knew them well

It's marron glacé suppers now

And Liebfraumilch before bed :

Bye-bye chips and cocoa good-bye

Jam and bread

Now she's a big-time girl bold as brass

In the high-class social world

She has worked at her Kirkstall style

Now she's got a Rolls-Royce voice

And an E-type smile

Pond Street flat now and small

Fat men with cigars cigars

No more scabby boozers only cocktail bars

Languid postures with an Irish

Wolfhound as décor cor

No more manky mongrels sniff round

Her back door

No more lamp-post deals no more

Rendezvouses down the rhubarb fields

No more grind by the old canal

No more of your back yard Bacchanales

Spring collections on her back and a moue

On her lips her lips her lips ooh

When she was coarse and saucy

At least she got her kicks

And if her smile be snooty and

Her eyes be blasé well

At the Mecca Locarno they could

Flash more enthusiastically

Chic boutiquey clothes with her brand-new

Hair and a brand-new nose

Though she daubed herself with woad

We'd still know that bird down the Kirkstall Road

There's lots as good as her down the Kirky Road

But they don't go away

Thank The Lord they stay

They're better off any way

Down the Kirkstall Road