Customs Man

Lyrics

Please, Mr. Customs man, let my lady through I know, Mr. Customs man, got a job to do, to do Please, Mr. Customs man, let my lady through I know, Mr. Customs man, got a job to do, to do I went to see America, I was singing in a band But you don't see much of nothing On a tour of one-night stands On a tour of one-night stands I met a girl in Oakland, California by the sea I knew without a question She had come to rescue me She had come to rescue me She took me from the fire, burning in my soul She took me from the silence, she gave me self-control Yes she did, yes she did, yеs she did Please, Mr. Customs man, lеt my lady through I know, Mr. Customs man, got a job to do, to do Please, Mr. Customs man, let my lady through I know, Mr. Customs man, got a job to do, to do When the tour was over, we flew back from LA Coming home to London Gonna find a place to stay Gonna find a place to stay Imagine our excitement when we finally touched down Find a bed and breakfast place And then take a look around Then we're gonna take a look around She took me from the fire, burning in my soul She took me from the silence, she gave me self-control Yes she did, yes she did, yes she did Please, Mr. Customs man, let my lady through I know, Mr. Customs man, got a job to do, to do Please, Mr. Customs man, let my lady through I know, Mr. Customs man, got a job to do, to do, to do, to do Got a job, got a job, got a job, got a job