Paul Roberts
Paul Roberts
Paul Roberts
Paul Roberts
Paul Roberts
Paul Roberts
Paul Roberts
Paul Roberts
Paul Roberts
Paul Roberts
Paul Roberts
She's been dreaming
For too long now
Precious time
Has been eaten or forgotten broken down
Rumor's out and running round the town
From wearing rags and tatters
To precious silk and jewels she wore the crown
Then left the man who loved her
For the man who came to dance the Diva down
Rumor's out and running round the town
But ain't that a shame
She's been putting Carmen on the jukebox
Once again
Then she lets the music hit her
And who feels no pain
She's got those Kettle Drum Blues
Again
Now she walks out in the morning
To find herself a place out on murder mile
But everybody's talking
They say she's last year's face - they say she's out of style
Rumor's out that this girl's out of style
But ain't that a shame
She's been putting Carmen on the jukebox
Once again
Then she lets the music hit her
And who feels no pain
She's got those Kettle Drum Blues
Again
So all hail the young pretender
As they gather round to praise she wears the crown
But one day they'll remember
Another shining face and how she let them down
Rumor's out and running round the town