Cheap cut satin and bad perfume    Showtime is almost here    Teased up by a strip cartoon    Laughing up your sleeve    Sniggering in your beer    He'd seen the bottom of a lot of glasses    But he'd never seen love so near    He'd seen love get so expensive    But he'd never seen love get so dear    Now I know that you're all King Horse    Between tenderness and brute force (repeat)       She can turn upon a sixpence in the mouth and trousers set    Hit the bill, ring the bell, never spill a sip    And still she knows the kind of tip that she is gonna get    A lot of loose exchanges, precious little respect    When it's someone else's weekend    That's the best you can expect       Chorus       So fond of the fabric    So fond of fabrication    From comic books to tragic    Through the heart of complications       Meanwhile back in some secluded spot    He says 'will you please?' and she says 'stop'    If I ever lose this good thing that I've got    I never want to hear the song you dedicated tonight    Cause I knew that song so long before we met    That it means much more than it might       Chorus