from PATTAYA TRADER 118 (B)

YES-A-BAD-GIRL-FEELS-GOOD-
WILL-YOU-FIND
The man can't take her anywhere,
but he takes her everywhere all-the-same.
Whenever he does anything wrong
it is always poor-he shall get the blame.
God, how she loves to hate him.
The girl feels good to be bad find.
No her man will never up-and-win.
Yes you've to be cruel to be kind.

YES-THE-GLITTERING-SHOWBIZ-
BOYS-GET-THE-GIRLS
He hears the cries, hears the squeals -
while roll the band's limousine wheels -
of the fans at the car-window.
"Hey, you see the cute-singer?
Well he's a dead-ringer
for a guy that I used to know !!"
Yes the band's surely made it big
but he remembers at every gig
that it is all very much a show.

THE-DREAM-SONG-PEDDLER-
IS-THE-GUY
The guy is like a pusher
peddling his sweet-dreams
as he hands out his lyrics
to the passing blue teens.
Now he is strumming
on an acoustic-guitar.
Now he is singing,
but sure not yet a star.
Now he is cycling
back up to his room
while he is whistling
one of his own tunes.

A-COFFIN-SHIP'S-DEAD-
PIRATE-CREW-YOU'LL-FIND
It's a pirate's Yo-ho-ho-ho
on a wide-sea-of-unrest.
There is a skeleton-crew.
One only in boots, one only in his vest,
one-hung-over-the-crow's-nest.
The ship's a dead man's chest.

YES-A-NIGHT-DARK-SWAN-LADY-
MINE-TRULY-IS
My lady swan hides from the morn's light.
When the sun rises up she takes flight.
Black swan, black swan, dark as the night
I sure did not come to touch skin-white.

A-FAST-FORWARD-LOVER'S-LINES
Romance at short notice,
love at first sight.
I'm a quickie-glance-romantic, girl,
for love is sheer delight.

A-PEN-SWORD'S-NOW-PERSONALLY-
LIBERATING-LETTERS
Tired of just hanging around
the guy picks up his guitar. It's a weapon of sound.
Tired of just hanging around
I pick up my pen. It's now a sword, I'll be bound.