Too Many Cooks Lucy
( Georgesco D'Anjou ) She smiles like doll If I shake her up will she crawl It will be the same tomorrow Can't you see she's running out of time All the time What's she gonna do It's hard to tell what she's been through When will her eyes open up Can't you see she's just wasting time Lucy No one's home Lucy She's alone Lucy No I won't phone Lucy She satisfies them on the streets And that gold watch is hers to keep Another needle hits the floor God bless her heart she's running out of time Out of time She can't help the way it is So give her cash no more promises It will be to late tomorrow Can't you see she's running out of time She's wasting time Lucy No one's home Lucy She's alone Lucy No I won't phone Lucy
