Call me morbid, call me pale 

I've spent six years on your trail 

six long years on your trail 



Call me morbid, call me pale 

I've spent six years on your trail 

Six full years of my life on your trail 

And if you have five seconds to spare 

Then I'll tell you the story of my life : 

Sixteen, clumsy and shy 

I went to London and I 

I booked myself in at the Y ... W.C.A. 

I said : "I like it here - can I stay? 

I like it here - can I stay? 

Do you have a vacancy 

For a Back-scrubber?" 



She was left behind, and sour 

And she wrote to me, equally dour 

She said : "In the days when you were hopelessly poor 

I just liked you more..." 

And if you have five seconds to spare 

Then I'll tell you the story of my life : 

Sixteen, clumsy and shy 

I went to London and I 

I booked myself in at the Y ... W.C.A. 

I said : "I like it here - can I stay? 

I like it here - can I stay? 

And do you have a vacancy 

For a Back-scrubber?" 



Call me morbid, call me pale 

I've spent too long on your trail 

Far too long 

chasing your trail



And if you have five seconds to spare 

Then I'll tell you the story of my life : 

Sixteen, clumsy and shy 

that's the story of my life

Sixteen, clumsy and shy 

the story of my life

that's the story of my life

that's the story of my life

that's the story of my life

the story of my life

that's the story of my life