Lirik Lagu Razzle In My Pocket - Ian Dury And The Blockheads
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In my yellow jersey, I went out on the nick.South Street Romford, shopping arcadeGot a Razzle magazine, I never paidInside my jacket and away double quick.Good sense told me, once was enoughBut I had a cocky eye on more of this stuffWith the Razzle in my pocket,Back to have another peek
Instead of being sneeky I strolled inside,I put my thieving hand on something rudeI walked right out with a silhouette of nudes'Hold on sonny' said a voice at my side'I think you've taken one of my books'Passers by gave me dirty looks'Not me mister' I bravely lied
We stopped by the window of a jeweller's shopIn my yellow jersey, I went out on the nick.South Street Romford, shopping arcadeGot a Razzle magazine, I never paidInside my jacket and away double quick.Good sense told me, once was enoughBut I had a cocky eye on more of this stuffWith the Razzle in my pocket, back to have another peekInstead of being sneeky I strolled inside,I put my thieving hand on something rudeI walked right out with a silhouette of nudes'Hold on sonny' said a voice at my side'I think you've taken one of my books'Passers by gave me dirty looks'Not me mister' I bravely liedWe stopped by the window of a jeweller's shop'If it's money for your lunch, I'd have given you a loanHave you got any form, were you on your own?Round to the station and we'll tell the cops''I'm ever so ashamed, it was wicked and rashHere's the book back, and here's the cashI never stole before, I promise I'll stop'
'Crime doesn't pay, you've got honest eyesIf we go to the law another thief is bornAnd I'll get the book back, creased and tornSo return what you've taken and apologise'I gave him back his nudie bookI said I was sorry, I slung my hookWith the Razzle in my pocket as the second prize
Instead of being sneeky I strolled inside,I put my thieving hand on something rudeI walked right out with a silhouette of nudes'Hold on sonny' said a voice at my side'I think you've taken one of my books'Passers by gave me dirty looks'Not me mister' I bravely lied
We stopped by the window of a jeweller's shopIn my yellow jersey, I went out on the nick.South Street Romford, shopping arcadeGot a Razzle magazine, I never paidInside my jacket and away double quick.Good sense told me, once was enoughBut I had a cocky eye on more of this stuffWith the Razzle in my pocket, back to have another peekInstead of being sneeky I strolled inside,I put my thieving hand on something rudeI walked right out with a silhouette of nudes'Hold on sonny' said a voice at my side'I think you've taken one of my books'Passers by gave me dirty looks'Not me mister' I bravely liedWe stopped by the window of a jeweller's shop'If it's money for your lunch, I'd have given you a loanHave you got any form, were you on your own?Round to the station and we'll tell the cops''I'm ever so ashamed, it was wicked and rashHere's the book back, and here's the cashI never stole before, I promise I'll stop'
'Crime doesn't pay, you've got honest eyesIf we go to the law another thief is bornAnd I'll get the book back, creased and tornSo return what you've taken and apologise'I gave him back his nudie bookI said I was sorry, I slung my hookWith the Razzle in my pocket as the second prize
