(c) Bryan Ferry

Well I'm here looking through an old picture frame
Just waiting for the perfect view
I hope something special will step into my life
Another fine edition of you
pin-up done in shades of blue

Sometimes you find you're yearning for the quiet life
The country air and all of its joys
But badgers [bad word] at twice the price
For just another night with the boys oh yeah
And boys will be boys will be boys

They say love's a gamble hard to win easy to lose
And while sun shines you'd better make hay
So if life is your table and fate is the wheel
Then let the chips fall where they may
In modern times the modern way

And as I was drifting past the Lorelei
I heard those slinky sirens wail, ooo
So look out sailor when you hear them croon
You'll never be the same again, oh no
Their crazy music drives you insane, this way

So love me, leave me, do what you will
Who knows what tomorrow might bring
Learn from your mistakes is my only advice
And stay cool is still the [bad word] 
Don't play yourself for a fool
Too much cheesecake too soon
Old money's better than new
No mention in the latest Tribune
And don't let this happen to you