Evening standard: late one!   Evening standard: late one!...      Catalogue princess, apprentice seductress   Hiding in her cellophane world in glitter town   Awaiting the prince in his white capri   Dynamic young tarzan courts the bedsit queen      She's playing the actress in this bedroom scene   She's learning her lines from glossy magazines   Stringing all her pearls from her childhood dreams   Auditioning for the leading role on the silver screen      Patience my tinsel angel, patience my perfumed child   One day they really love you, you'll charm them with that smile   But for now it's just another chelsea monday, chelsea monday.      Drifting with her incense in the labyrinth of london,   Playing games with faces in the neon wonderland   Perform to scattered shadows on the shattered cobbled aisles   Would she dare recite soliloquies at the risk of stark applause,   To chelsea monday      She'll pray for endless sundays as she enters saffron sunsets   Conjure phantom lovers from the tattered shreds of dawn,   Fulfilled and yet forgotten the st. tropez mirage   Fragrant aphrodisiac, the withered tuberose,   Of chelsea monday, sweet chelsea monday      Patience my tinsel angel, patience my perfumed child   One day they really love you, you'll charm them with that smile   But for now it's just another chelsea monday, sweet chelsea monday      (spoken:) hello john, did you see the standard about four hours ago?    Fished a young chick out of the old father   Blond hair, blue eyes   She said she wanted to be an actress or something   Nobody knows where she came from, where she was going   Funny thing was she had a smile on her face   She was smiling   What a waste!      Catalogue princess, apprentice seductress   Buried in her cellophane world in glitter town,   Of chelsea monday