Sipping cocktails on the boardwalk
Twisting worry beads through the fingers
Keeping death another world away
Reading papers in the sunlight
Buying the NME for the music charts
Who is that soulful singer
Whose words sweetly and succinctly let us sway
That Saturday afternoon
In the closing down sale electric shop
Light Blue Stax and Red Atlantic records
Forty-fives for the less than twenty-fives
I bought them and I played them
I kept them for more than many a day
Light Blue Stax and Red Atlantic records
They set me up as the man who went astray
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