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Stacey has informed me thatThe 60's borrowed 20's fashionI've lost all sense of city tasteI'll pick out all my favourite garmsAnd wear them with the tightest passionI've lost the feeling in my faceThe Jeweller blew me awayWith his demands of greenTo circle fingers in goldI'll need a man less meanI'm leaving pink for UV to seeGetting into flowers it seemsBirds a current living hobbyI needn't dress for the wild of lifeIt's pointless to complete with petalsCollars flapping, never take offSo de-wing with my pocket knifeThe Jeweller blew me awayWith his demands of greenTo circle fingers in goldI'll need a man less meanI'm leaving pink for UV to seeThe Jeweller blew me awayWith his demands of greenTo circle fingers in goldI'll need a man less meanI'm leaving pink for UV to see X2