Tartan Coloured Lady (Stereo Mix)

Let's walk outside

This is the news

One, two, three, four

The grass in Ashfield Park is dying

Where everybody dreams of deeds of crime

And the tartan coloured lady walks

Behind the water colours of my mind

And the tartan coloured lady, she's mine

People speak of willow trees in autumn

And my clove-key doesn't fit her anymore

And the tartan coloured lady that I wanted

Talked out this place, an hour or so before

And the tartan coloured lady lost her dog

So if your crystal window isn't broken

And they've taken all the dustbins from your door

Take yourself, the tartan coloured lady

And smell the grass in Ashfield Park once more

See the trees in Ashfield Park once more

So I guess I'll read the comic books you've left me

And play marbles on the floor

And if the tartan coloured lady calls me

Just tell her, "I won't be home 'til four"

Oh, just tell her, "I won't be home no more"

So if your crystal window isn't broken

And they've taken all the dustbins from your door

Take yourself, the tartan coloured lady

And smell the grass in Ashfield Park once more

See the trees in Ashfield Park once more

Hmm

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