Chelsea Monday

Dm Am

Catalogue princess, apprentice seductress

hiding in her cellophane world in glitter town.

Dm Am

Awaiting the prince in het white Capri

dynamic young tarzan courts the bedsit queen.

Dm Am

She's playing the actress in this bedroom scene,

she's learning her lines from glossy magazines.

Dm Am

Stringing all her pearls from her childhood dreams,

auditioning for the leading role on the silver screen.

Dm Am

Patience my tinsel angel.

Patience my perfumed child.

Dm Am

One day they'll really love you.

You will charm them with that smile.

But for now

It's just another Chelsea Monday

Chelsea Monday!

Dm Am

Drifting with her incense in the

labyrinth of London.

Dm Am

Playing games with faces in the

neon wonderland.

Dm Am

Perform to scattered shadows on the

shattered cobbled aisles.

Dm Am

Would she dare recite soliloquies at the

risk of stark applause?

To Chelsea Monday.

She'll pray for endless Sundays,

as she enters saffron sunsets.

Conjure phantom lovers from the

tattered shreds of dawn.

Fulfilled and yet forgotten

the St Tropez mirage.

Fragrant aphrodisiac,

the withered tuberose.