I could never do what you did
But I admire your taste
And the smile on your face
I could never spend what you hid
But I admire your taste
And your inspired sense of place

Who would have guessed
You'd get out of the mess 'round your feet
I’d have stood mute
And just counted the suits in the street

You give me the slip now

Here's your trail of anger and pain
But I admire your taste
And your intense sunshine gaze
I know I've got a lot to explain
But I admire your taste
And your elegant pace

Who would have guessed
You'd get out of the mess 'round your feet
I’d have stood mute
 And just counted the suits in the street

Who would have guessed
You'd get out of the mess 'round your feet
I’d have stood mute
And just counted the suits in the street

You give me the slip now

I wish that I could do what you did
And I admire your taste
And the smile on your face
I do admire your taste
And your contempt for the race
And your shirt with the lace
And you know it's not true
That I'm in love with you
You might walk in winter rain
And you might wave to the trains
I never saw you arrive
Each day at 6:05
Or watched you set out the cups
And the forks and the knives
Or know you wore a white and yellow dress
Twenty blocks from my address
 I hope you never confess