I've spent six years on your trail
     Six long years on your trail
     Call me morbid, call me pale
     I've spent six years on your trail
     Six full years of my life on your trail
     And if you have five seconds to spare
     Then I'll tell you the story of my life:
     Sixteen, clumsy and shy
     I went to London and I
     I booked myself in at the Y...W.C.A
     I said: "I like it here...can I stay?
     I like it here can I stay?
     And, do you have a vacancy
     For a Back-scrubber?"
     She was left behind, and sour
     And she wrote to me on the hour
     She said: "In the days when you were
     hopelessly poor
     I just liked you more..."
     So if you have five seconds to spare
     Then I'll tell you the story of my life:
     Sixteen, clumsy and shy
     I went to London and I
     I booked myself in at the Y...W.C.A
     I said: "I like it here...can I stay?
     I like it here can I stay?
     And, do you have a vacancy
     For a Back-scrubber?"Call me morbid call me pale
     I've spent too long on your tail
     Far too long
     Chasing your tail
     And if you have five seconds to spare
     Then I'll tell you the story of my life:
     Sixteen, clumsy and shy
     That's the story of my life
     Sixteen, clumsy and shy
     The story of my life
     That's the story of my life
     That's the story of my life
     That's the story of my life