Magician Man

There was this girl,

and she looked like a school teacher

With strappy sandals and a cotton dress

And her hair was always in a long, long plait

With big white clips to keep it all in

And stop it falling out

And stop it falling out

And she did the Charleston to every sort of music

especially if it was punk

Then it would be the Charleston sped up

And the first time I saw her,

she was dancing all alone,

in the middle of a red-carpeted room

And everyone was watching, but pretending not to

She was quite something,

and she knew all my friends' names

But I don't think she'd remember mine

Then he said...

My pretty baby, would you like to dance?

And I thought,

My pretty baby, I might give you a chance

And he said,

My little lady you must understand

That I am not a magician, I am nothing but a man

But it didn't matter anyway,

because we danced all the same

And it seemed to me,

we were dancing better than her

Much better

And I smoked 4 cigarettes that night,

and 5 the next day, and 6 the next night

To share a cigarette, and remember all

the ones we shared before

But I still remember that night,

(Still remember)

And I still remember the red-carpeted room

(Still remember)

And I still remember it when he came up to me and said

(Still remember)

Yeah, I still remember when he came up to me and said

(Still remember, still remember, still remember)

He said...

My pretty baby, would you like to dance?

(My pretty baby, would you like to dance?)

And I thought,

My pretty baby, I might give you a chance

(My pretty baby, I might give you a chance)

Then he said,

My little lady you must understand.

(My little lady)

That I am not a magician, I am nothing but a man

(Nothing but a man)

My pretty baby, would you like to dance?

And I thought,

My pretty baby, I might give you a chance

Then he said

My little lady you must understand

That I am not a magician, I am nothing but a man

He's my magician man

My magician man

He's my magician man

He's my magician man