Non-Stick Blues

I can see that you're doing wrong

And the whole world knows that you come on strong.

Well you say you want to be my little girl,

Do you think that you rule the whole, the whole wide world?

Your cynical eyes see a bunch of fools

It's the teflon-man and his non-stick blues.

Well you live in a cloud of doubt

And for the life of me I can't make you out.

When you're around I get ill-at-ease

Because I can't see the wood for all the trees.

You whisper things and my sweat-glands ooze

It's the teflon-man and his non-stick blues.

From time to time I wish I'd never heard your name.

When my mind is burning up with red-hot shame

And nothing is going to be the same...

You nearly made a suicide of me.

Well I'm like Sherlock Holmes with no more clues

It's the teflon-man and his non-stick blues.

Copyright: ©Phil Newton 1998

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