Monica:
I took a ride to the working class side of this city
Way down sucky Hall Street, I drove in my little blue car
I found me a dress of intenement
Paid a wee boy a pound to hang around watching my little blue car
I took tentative steps
I've never taken such tentative steps before
I remember your mother answering the door
And she said "Oh! You must be Monica! Oh, you're a lovely wee lassie.
Ali said you were coming over. Well come on in then, have a wee cup of tea. I'm just
watching the golf on my colored TV. That jack Nicholas is so cute, so he is.
If I had some clubs, I'd go to the local course right now and play a wee 18 holes.
Well, I can dream, can't I darling? Alright, Ian's in there.
I can't believe ol' misery guts is letting you into his room.
No one gets in there, not even his brother, Ali. And it's his room too.
All he does is sit in his room, day after day, playing his axe
He never goes out anymore
In you go then, yeah."
I took tentative steps
I've never taken such tentative steps before
As I knocked on your black painted door
