Junk Jewelry

Lyrics

I saw her at the theatre, I was standing very near her She stood there tearing tickets on the door Her face was like a man's face, there was something strange about her I saw her legs and wanted to see more I met her two weeks later and though I was still a stranger She looked at me as if she thought we'd met We chatted at the interval and I tried to hide my joy At her suggestion that I come back to her flat There were vermin in the dustbin and a sculpture in the stairwell And the neighbours threw junk jewellery down the well All the rooms were frozen and the windows had big holes in Through which every type of filthy weather fell There was something tragic in her and her face was even thinner Than the outline of a slender sickle moon She put on six red cardigans, two tarnished silver brooches And an overcoat that looked like a cocoon She said she'd had a baby she's taken from a pushchair She'd hi-jacked in a large department store She took it and she cared for it and when the baby bored her She gave it to a friend who was a whore She told me very slowly I could only become holy If I gave all my accomplices away She said "If you don't believe me you can try it and you'll quickly see How far you get and find out what they say" When I kissed her she looked ginger like a pauper at an auction Afraid to move in case she made a bid She asked me to excuse her and sat down at her computer And wrote 'Only you can make me truly naked' She knelt and gave me tenderly the greatest gift of enemies Curious to see if I would come And when I gave my answer its reticence surprised her And she formed the words 'You love me' with her tongue