"Forget About Me" lyrics

I believe you're caught in the middle of a fancy
Forget about me
Starry-eyed, you hide in the shape of this shanty
Forget about me
Well I grab, and I grope, and I stroke
Like a 3-day growth on a hot afternoon
Pinning all of your hopes on matters so chancy
Forget about me

When you talk of the possible, I'm a possible machine

Here out under the lights you shed like some pastor
Forget about me
Could you shift it back to the alleyway after
Forget about me
Well it's wet, and it's cold, and we're bought, and we're sold
And the shanghai'd Americans moan
Turn your world around 'til it hangs from a rafter
Forget about me

When you talk of the possible I'm ready to concede a point or two
Maybe I would do

If you got the time for a stranger
A double deck or a transparent pane
Maybe you could hold on to me
Like a fly stuck to flypaper

When you talk of the possible, I'm a possible machine

When you make a list of the treasure
No deal Forget about me
Sign on in the form of pleasure
No deal Forget about me
Well I'm old, and I'm fat, with a busman's paunch
You're far from a silly old maid
Could I really be up to measure
Unreal, forget about me

When you talk of the possible I'm ready to concede a point or two
Maybe I would do

If you got the time for a stranger
A double deck or a transparent pane
Maybe you could hold on to me
Like a fly stuck to flypaper

If you got the time for a stranger
A double deck or a transparent pane
Maybe you could hold on to me
Like a fly stuck to flypaper

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