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    "Nicky" Lyrics

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    Suppose one day in Bromley, Kent
    I live my nightmare and am sent
    To sing for blonde suburban women
    Before the wives of double-glazers
    I'd be Julio Inglesias
    Doing the greats in Argentinian

    Suppose they Barry Manilow me
    Screaming "Show me you're a man"
    With legs as mottled as salami
    Ladies, I'm doing the best I can
    This is how Casanova's bum
    Becomes a lesson in virility
    Set to a bossanova drum
    Sung to tarts decked out like Christmas trees

    Then in my dressing room I'd see
    This elephant as pink as me
    Drinking and singing gloomily
    About the time they called me, yeah the time the called
    Me,
    About the time they called me "Nicky"

    If I could be him! For only an hour
    If I could be him! Before his grand finale
    If I could be me, if I could only be cute, cute, cute,
    Absolutely banal!

    Suppose one evening in Mauritius
    Entertaining high officials
    High on whores and marijuana
    Begging letters from celebrities
    Begging "Couldn't you write songs for me?"
    I'd blackmail David Bowie and the Dalai Lama

    And I'd be an industrialist of song
    And I could sell with a wink
    The best in showbiz and in drink
    Korean floorshows, whiskey from the Congo? (whiskey
    From the Congo)
    Me, I'd have a ring on every finger
    And a thumb in every stake
    And every stake would be the singer's
    And acknowledged, I would legislate

    The in my Hong Kong orchid den
    Waiting for 1999
    I'd spend the years of my decline

    Do you remember the time they called me, yeah the time
    They called me,
    Oh the time they called me "Nicky"

    If I could be him! For only an hour
    If I could be him! Before his grand finale
    If I could be me, if I could only be cute, cute, cute,
    Absolutely banal!

    Suppose one day in paradise
    I find myself to my surprise
    Singing for ladies flapping swans wings
    And plucking on my little harp
    I'd be a beacon in the dark
    And save the souls of human beings

    Then Jesus Christ has hardly christened me
    Son-of-the-one-in-the-directory
    Between Vic and Jean-Luc Goddard
    And I grow my beard and walk on water
    And if I really came on strong
    And started prancing and Cliff Richard-ing
    I know it wouldn't be too long
    Before I heard the shadows whispering

    How Satan's come in from the cold
    He's now the shepherd in his fold
    They're shouting out requests for oldies
    From the time they called me, yeah the time they called
    Me,
    Yeah the time they called me "Nicky"

    If I could be him! For only an hour
    If I could be him! Before his grand finale
    If I could be me, if I could only be cute, cute, cute,
    Good, absolutely banal!

    He could fall asleep at night
    He could fall in love all right
    He could fall asleep at night

    He could fall asleep at night
    He could fall in love all right
    He could fall asleep at night

    He could fall asleep at night
    He could fall in love all right
    This song was submitted on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC.
    Written by Phillipe Auclair.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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