Call me morbid
call me pale
I've spent six years
on your trail
Six long years
on your trail
Call me morbid
call me pale
I've spent six years
on your trail
Six full years of my life
on your trail
And if you have
five seconds to spare
then I'll tell you
the story of my life
Sixteen clumsy and shy
I went to London and I
I booked myself
in at the Y.W.C.A
I said I like it here
can I stay
I like it here
can I stay
Do you have a vacancy
for a back-scrubber
She was
left behind and sour
and she wrote to me
equally dour
She said in the days
when you were
hopelessly poor
I just liked you more
And if you have
five seconds to spare
then I'll tell you
the story of my life
Sixteen clumsy and shy
I went to London and I
I booked myself
in at the Y.W.C.A
I said I like it here
can I stay
I like it here
can I stay
and do you have a vacancy
for a back-scrubber
Call me morbid
call me pale
I've spent too long
on your trail
Far too long
chasing your tail
Oh
And if you have
five seconds to spare
then I'll tell you
the story of my life
Sixteen clumsy and shy
that's the story of my life
Sixteen clumsy and shy
the story of my life
That's the story of my life
That's the story of my life
That's the story of my life
The story of my life
That's the story of my life
That's the story of my life
That's the story of my life
That's the story of my life
That's the story of my life