Broken Nose

[Verse 1]
I seen her everyday now
And boy has she got class
She got diamonds on her fingers
And rhythm in her ass
I've tried to call her over
But I must be made of glass
'Cause she just looks right through me
Keeps walking straight on past
Walking straight on

[Refrain]
(Like your)
(Dig your)
(Day)
(Oh, the day) Hey, hey, hey

[Verse 2]
She eats in fancy places
Where the cover would pay my rent
Steaks on silver platters
And water costs 50 pence
Tips up all the waiters
Five will get you ten
Said I'm waiting in the lobby
She won't even invite me in
Won't even invite me

[Chorus]
(Oh, I like your) Whoa, I like your kind of address
(Dig your) Dig your style of clothes
(Day) The day that I stopped loving you
(Oh, the day) Was the day you broke my nose

(Oh, I like your) Like your kind of address
(Dig your) Dig your style of clothes
(Day) Oh, the day that I stopped loving you
(Oh, the day) Was the day you broke my nose

I stopped loving you

[Refrain]
(Oh, I like your)
(Dig your)
(Day)
(Oh, the day)
(Oh, I like your)
(Dig your)
(Day)
(Oh, the day)

[Verse 3]
When she goes to the theatre
Yes, it's always the latest show
I'll wait in some poolroom
That's just across the road
One time she saw me waving
Came across and spoke
She said shoo, and grabbed my cue
And shoved it d-d-d-d-down my throat

[Chorus]
(Oh, I like your) Kind of address
(Dig your) Style of clothes
(Day) That I stopped loving you
(Oh, the day) Was the day you broke my nose

(Oh, I like your) Kind of address
(Dig your) Style of clothes
(Day) That I stopped loving you
(Oh, the day) Day you broke my nose

[Refrain]
(Oh, I like your) Oh, I like your
(Dig your)
(Day)
(Oh, the day)
(Oh, I like your)
(Dig your)
(Day)
(Oh, the day)
(Oh, I like your)
(Dig your)
(Day)
(Oh, the day)
(Oh, the day)
(Oh, the day)
(Oh, the day)
(Oh, the day)

[Outro]
(Oh, the day)
(Oh, the day)
(Oh, the day)
(Oh, the day)
(Oh, the day)
(Oh, the day)
(Oh, the day)
(Oh, the day)