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@ALBUM: argybargy
Author: Squeeze
Album title: Argybargy
@SONG: Pulling Mussels (From the Shell)


They do it on camber sands
They do it at Waikiki
Lazing about the beach all day
At night the crickets creepy
Squinting faces at the sky
A Harold Robbins paperback
Surfers drop their boards and dry
And everybody wants a hat

But behind the Chalet
My holiday's complete
And I feel like William Tell
Maid Marion on her tiptoed feet
Pulling mussels from the shell

Shrinking in the sea so cold
Topless ladies look away
A he-man in a sunken shower
Shelters from the rain
You wish you had a motor boat
To pose around the harbor bar
And when the sun goes out to bed
You hook it up behind the car

But behind the Chalet
My holiday's complete
And I feel like William Tell
Maid Marion on her tiptoed feet
Pulling mussels from the shell

Two fat ladies window shop
Something for the mantlepiece
In for bingo all the nines
A panda for sweet little niece
The coach drivers stand about
Looking at a local map
About the boy he's gone away
Down to the next door's caravan

But behind the Chalet
My holiday's complete
And I feel like William Tell
Maid Marion on her tiptoed feet
Pulling mussels from the shell

@SONG: Another Nail in my Heart


The case was pulled from under the bed
She made a call to a sympathetic friend
And made arrangements
The door was closed there was a note
I couldn't be bothered maybe I'll choke
No more engagements
With where have you beens
And faraway frowns
Trying to be good
By not being round
And here in the bar
The pianoman's found
Another nail in my heart

That stupid old bug
That kills only love
I want to be good
Is that not enough
So play me the song
That makes it so tough
Another nail for my heart
Then play me the song
That makes it so tough
Another nail for my heart

I had excuses those little boy lies
Then she computed by watching my eyes
And told me firmly
She couldn't stand it I'm bad on the heart
She dropped her makeup and I found the bar
Now it concerns me

I've had a bad time
Now love has resigned
I've been such a fool
I've loved and goodbyed

So here in the bar
The pianoman's found
Another nail for my heart
And here in the bar
The pianoman's found
Another nail for my heart

@SONG: Seperate Beds


Tonight I take her from her parents
I came along to her rescue
Without a word about arrangements
She came along without a clue
So I said my love I want to take you
A place I have inside my head
And so it seemed I had to love you
With some cards and seperate beds

Her mother didn't like me
She thought I was on drugs
My mother didn't like her
She'd never peel the spuds
So we took off together
And stayed at Mrs. Smith's
Breakfast at half seven
Where you can view the cliffs

The moon was full and in our window
I could see her turning in her bed
I was loved but all in limbo
There was time to pass but not to spend
Soon I saw that this was silly
Spending all my wages on this peach
When we could sit so very pretty
And get our heads down out on the beach

Her father seemed to like me
I helped him fix his car
My father seemed to like her
And I couldn't see the harm
In going off together
To see the pier and lights
So we could be together
In seperate beds tonight

@SONG: Misadventure


Hitched a hiker
Up above the border
She'd spent some time
In Morocco and Gibraltar
And stole my wallet
With a picture of my misses
With fond rememberance
Of everything with kisses