Strip Cartoon

<br>Fish and chips, sandpaper lips and a rainy pavement.<br><br>Soho lights, another night --- thinking of you.<br><br>Black cat, sat on a wall, winks at me darkly.<br><br>Suggesting ways and means that I might win a smile ---<br><br><br><br>As you leave the place where you work until 12.30<br><br>And the policemen nods as you pass along his beat.<br><br>Sweaty feet, troubled brow -- were all in the same game, lady.<br><br>Lifes no bowl of cherries --- its a black and white strip cartoon.<br><br><br><br>Ive been warned that you and your friends are crazy<br><br>As from your hearts you bare your parts to the gentlemen,<br><br>Who, while they drool, trying to keep cool,<br><br>Spill their scotch and water.<br><br>But Im not that way, I must say --- Id much prefer to see<br><br>You in your texturised rubber rainwear around 12.30.<br><br>Come and play shades of grey in my black and white strip cartoon.<br><br>Strip cartoon is all Im after.<br><br>Strip cartoon is all I crave ---<br><br>So come to my place around 12.30<br><br>`cos Im a leading politician<br><br>At a dangerous age.