Mirror Image - Calle Barreta

作词：John Barrett

作曲：Ray Rivamonte

I'm not stuck up or proud

I'm just one of the crowd

A good turn I'll do when I can

A local doctor one night needed something put right

And he wanted a handy man

There's nothing proud about me

I dashed round as quick as can be

A girl on the couch said I'm fearing the worst

Had I better take just a few things off first

I think I need overhauling I answered So I see

But first of all the truth I must tell

I've called to look at your front street doorbell

But I don't mind if I overhaul you as well

There's nothing proud about me

Out in Persia one day that's a long way away

I found that I hadn't a cent

For a bed then I thought well the Sultan's a sport

To his palace at once I went

There's nothing proud about me

I'm fond of good company

The harem was full up with wives of all kind

I said I'm sure room for me you can find

The Sultan need not be jealous a good lad I will be

One hundred wives he's got so it's said

There must be some place to lay down my head

I don't mind turning in at the foot of the bed

There's nothing proud about me