Here I walk, here I walk    Looking for an angel's wings in the den of the hawk       Here I am, here I am    With a choice between an also ran and a sunbed tan       And you thought you'd found your own little look    How I misjudged, how I mistook    And you thought you'd found the style of your hair    I guess tonight I'll take, I'll take these troubles to    the rocking chair       So I'll take these high-heeled shoes    And yes I'll take these traditional views    I'll take this deep despair    Of a 30 year old square, to the rocking chair       Here I sit, here I sit    Looking for a warming smile in a house of cold wit    Here I stand, here I stand    Torn between the balding drunk and no man's land       And they'll tell you when you've reached your peak    Where the wolf-whistle rung there's a deafening shriek    Blowing kisses into thin air    I guess tonight I'll take, I'll take these troubles to    The rocking chair       So I'll take this awkward stance    And I'll take this sexless dance    I'll take this deep despair of a 30 year old square    To the rocking chair       Am I skinny? A shade too fat?    Mmmm...My friend the cat knows all about that    Am I happy?    (here I sit, here I sit)    Just a little sad    (looking for a warming smile in a house of cold wit)    Mmmm...My friend the cat knows all about that    Am I skinny?    (Here I walk, here I walk)    A shade too fat?    (Looking for an angel's wings in the den of the hawk)    My friend the cat knows all about that