Broken Nose

Lyrics
[Verse 1] I seen her everyday now And boy has she got class She got diamonds on her fingers And rhythm in her ass I've tried to call her over But I must be made of glass 'Cause she just looks right through me Keeps walking straight on past Walking straight on [Refrain] (Like your) (Dig your) (Day) (Oh, the day) Hey, hey, hey [Verse 2] She eats in fancy places Where the cover would pay my rent Steaks on silver platters And water costs 50 pence Tips up all the waiters Five will get you ten Said I'm waiting in the lobby She won't even invite me in Won't even invite me [Chorus] (Oh, I like your) Whoa, I like your kind of address (Dig your) Dig your style of clothes (Day) The day that I stopped loving you (Oh, the day) Was the day you broke my nose (Oh, I like your) Like your kind of address (Dig your) Dig your style of clothes (Day) Oh, the day that I stopped loving you (Oh, the day) Was the day you broke my nose I stopped loving you [Refrain] (Oh, I like your) (Dig your) (Day) (Oh, the day) (Oh, I like your) (Dig your) (Day) (Oh, the day) [Verse 3] When she goes to the theatre Yes, it's always the latest show I'll wait in some poolroom That's just across the road One time she saw me waving Came across and spoke She said shoo, and grabbed my cue And shoved it d-d-d-d-down my throat [Chorus] (Oh, I like your) Kind of address (Dig your) Style of clothes (Day) That I stopped loving you (Oh, the day) Was the day you broke my nose (Oh, I like your) Kind of address (Dig your) Style of clothes (Day) That I stopped loving you (Oh, the day) Day you broke my nose [Refrain] (Oh, I like your) Oh, I like your (Dig your) (Day) (Oh, the day) (Oh, I like your) (Dig your) (Day) (Oh, the day) (Oh, I like your) (Dig your) (Day) (Oh, the day) (Oh, the day) (Oh, the day) (Oh, the day) (Oh, the day) [Outro] (Oh, the day) (Oh, the day) (Oh, the day) (Oh, the day) (Oh, the day) (Oh, the day) (Oh, the day) (Oh, the day)
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Credits
- Writers
- Roger Chapman
- John Whitney