It was eight o'clock one night and
I'm walking down the line
Heading for The Grove to meet
some friends of mine.
Then out of a doorway comes
these two bad talking guys
They say "Hey there white girl"
and take me to one side.
My heart it was a pounding cause they
caught me with a fright
The streetlight was a burning as
I looked into their eyes
Well a thousand times I've walked these
streets so I wasn't too surprised
When they said we got some stuff
that you might like to buy.
I said I've got no money and even if I did
I wouldn't go a spending it on
some old dustbin lid
Then just at that moment a
cop's car passed us by
I could see the faces in it out of
the corner of my eye.
The streetlight guys are grinning as
the cop lined on ahead
The time to leave was now
"Goodbye" is what I said
And they just smiled and sighed "We
may see you again."
Now I just strode on down the line
to Grove to meet my friends.
Left out of All Saints across
Portobello Road
Underneath the Westway and
into Ladbroke Grove.
Up two flights of stairs
into a darkened hall
Click my heels count to three
as smoke creeps out the door.
I rap upon it once and then I rap again
A voice says "Hi, hello,
come in and meet my friends."
So I take a step inside say "Hey,
how you doing?"
But I didn't shake again 'cause
I already knew it.
There's Tone Loc on the player
singing Funky Cold Medina
I mentioned that I saw her when she looked
a bit like Neneh - Cherry that is.
But I don't want to spill that wine
and the hour it's getting late
So I just say goodbye let's
make another date.
Bye bye boys. Bye bye.
I click my heels count to four
and stroll right out the door.
Now I fall out of the hallway
back onto the street
Jump in a passing cab oh it
takes me home to sleep.
I pay the taxi man and go inside my flat
Click my heels count to five
and fall over the cat.
Switch the TV on to watch LA Law
The bell begins to ring oh
the cops are at my door
But they don't wait for me
to open it they just bust it in
Push my face into the floor and
ask me where I been.
Well I been sweating all summer
and slaving like a dog
Got blisters in my throat
and my legs feel like wood
But that's another story
I'll tell another time
But what i want to know right now
is what's in store tonight.
The next thing that I know
I'm in the station cell
Oh they've taken most of my clothes
and they took my bag as well
The bed stinks of piss so I
lie down on the floor
The only thing I smell is the smoke
creepin in beneath my door.