Letra de The Three Of Me
There's a voice on the phone Who just called in to say "Mr Jones isn't home He'll be gone for the day"So he pulls down the blind To adjust his disguise But it's all in his mind Which he proudly deniesI turn the boat back from the weir Where to go from here I can't hide from each face I see Looking out from behind them is meI'm attempting to guess What they meant when they said "Mr Jones and his guest Won't be using the bed"So if I take the rap While they stay out of sight I can spring from the trap When the timing is rightOne minute I think I know what I mean The next I hear voices inside disagree Why are they laughing at me?So I pick up the phone Someone's asking to me Is the real Mister Jones Mister one, two or three?So I say that they're not But it's not as I say 'Cause they're all taht I've got And I can't get awayAnd Alice wawes through the glass Are we home at last For tomorrow they'll be there you see Locked away safe inside there with me'Cause tomorrow they'll be here you'll see Locked away safe inside they're with meOne minute I think I know what I mean The next I hear voices inside disagree Why are they laughing at me