
And I’m with a dangerous man
On our way to posh school, Kensington
Trixie’s in the back, she made no effort at all
And the yah yahs are screaming at us
Scared of the bohemians
Baxter Dury/Aylesbury Boy
So (but there’s nothing in our house)
There’s not much for you to say (living like you do)
Back in the car, Trixie’s there (laughter in my house)
Smiling, cheating death (but laughing at you)
And I lie back down again
Baxter Dury/Pale White Nissan
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