So this is where he came to hide when he ran from you,
In a private detective's overcoat and dirty dead man's shoes,
The pretty things of Knightsbridge lying for a Minister Of State
It's far cry from the nod and wink here at Traitor's Gate,
'cos the high heel he used to be has been ground down
and he listens for the footsteps that would follow him around....
To murder my love is a crime but will you still love a Man Out Of Time ?
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