Album: Vermin in Ermine

Pink Shack Blues

There's a colour TV in the pink shack
But the paint's peelin' off the walls
Take a sneaky photo by the pink shack
In a pair of muddy overalls
Pay a ragged dollar for my snapshot mister
Put a big grin on my face
Call ";Hey, Sonny!"; from your door, Chiquita
If the colour isn't to your taste
She's callin' out to me
Now she's bawlin' out to me
And she's singin' right out of key
";Oh, lover man where can you be?";
Lost little orphans on the roadside
On the steps of the Roach Motel
Little faces flicker in the go-go neon
Seems they've got something to sell
Take my photograph for a dollar mister
Up against the pink shack wall
Call ";Hey, Sonny!"; from your door Chiquita
Throw tequila kisses to us all
She's callin' out to me
And it's only half past three
She's callin' out to me
";Lover man where can you be?";
She's callin' out to me
Now she's bawlin' out to me
And she's singin' right out of key
";Oh, lover man where can you be?";
There's room enough for two in the pink shack
With a black rat on my knee
Backroom tequila in the bathroom
And a soapbox colour TV
Cockroaches crawlin' round the pink shack
But please don't crawl on me
Five in a bed in the pink shack
But there's really only room for three
She's callin' out to me
And it's only half past three
And she's singin' right out of key
";Oh, lover man where can you be?";
She's calling out to me
And she's bawling out to me
And she's singing right out of key
";Oh, lover man where can you be";
";Oh, lover man where can you be";