Blind date with the chancer, we had oysters and dry lancers
And the check when it arrived we went dutch, dutch, dutch, dutch
reder shade of neck on a whiter shade of trash
And this emory board is giving me a rash

I'm flat out, you're so beautiful to look at when you cry
Freeze, don't move
You've been chosen as an extra in the movie adaptation
Of the sequel to your life

shady lane, everybody wants one
shady lane, everybody needs one
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God
Oh my God, oh your God, oh his God, over God

It's everybody's God, it's everybody's God
It's everybody's God, it's everybody's God
The worlds collide but all that we want is a shady lane

Glance, don't stare, soon you're being told to recognize your heirs
No, not me, I'm an island of such [bad word] Stress surrounds in the muddy peaceful center of this town
Tell me off in the hotel lobby right in front of all the bellboys
And the over-friendly concierge

shady lane, everybody wants one
shady lane, everybody needs one
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God
Oh my God, oh your God, oh his God, over God

It's everybody's God, it's everybody's God
It's everybody's God, it's everybody's God
The worlds collide but all that I want is a shady lane