Hey, I'm down on the city lane
Guess I am broke again
Summer is such a pain
Yeah, I'm down on the city floor
I guess I am pretty bored
Least I am not alone
Because here she comes again
Oh I saw her just yesterday
She looked at me in a certain way
Because she's a pocketbook angel
And I know she fakes the limp
Because I saw her in Littlewoods
Well, she was getting some frozen food
She just wants to be goofy
I've seen her write it all down
I've seen her write it all down
I've seen her write it all down
I've seen her write it all down
Because of all the things she sees
Because of all the things she sees
Things she sees
Yeah, she's got it all on computer disk
Because she's a marketing analyst
I sometimes wonder what she's got on me
Oh, sure, I had a job in an office once
I never talked to anyone
All I ever do is sit around
She told me over tea
She's not working for another boss
She got fired but it was their loss
She's a pocketbook angel
And now all the kids have got pocketbooks
I guess it's the way it looks
Their cosmopolitan diaries
I've seen her write it all down
I've seen her write it all down
I've seen her write it all down
I've seen her write it all
I've seen her write it all down
I've seen her write it all down
I've seen her write it all down
I've seen her write it all
I've seen her write it all down
I've seen her write it all down
I've seen her write it all down
I've seen her write it all down
Because of all the things she does
Because of all the things she sees
Things she sees