Valet Parking lyrics
by Auteurs



Never sawyour driver's eyesOr me on parking streetWe were planningyour demiseYour chauffeur's tiredBut you're still on heatDowntown,you're burning downI'm sick of parking cars...There are only -two people hereWho are worthyOf your pooland your palaceSo stand down nowStand downYou're standing down...Never thoughtI'd see the dayWhen your pale faceturned greyGot no guts, got no fameYour epitaphSorely missedYour unfaithful slaveHome againHousesitting againRifle throughYour possessionsand stuffThings that youAre ashamed ofHome again,housesitting againLooking through photosAt the back of your drawerThe way that you lookedWhen you were smallYou're safe,there's no prowlerNo creeper in your laneIt's better than drugs,it's coolTo be in your home againHome again,housesitting againIt's just a little bit far>From the main crowdReading your poemsWhen you're not aroundHome again,housesitting againHospital letter,a clinic on holdA test that you tookAwaiting results