SINGER WITH THE BAND
I grew up and Ambrose grew older
We were together when he died
I was left alone to cry
I don’t know who I am
Please let me speak to Lord Delfont
I have been swindled
A fortune has slipped through my fingers
‘Lord Delfont is on the other line
Can he call you back?’
Mr Eric Morley please;
‘Eric, I have been evicted from my flat
I have nowhere to go’.
‘But Kathy, my dear,
You must have thousands stashed away’.
Now they have sent me to St Lukes Mental Hospital;
‘Kathy Kirby’s here – in a mink coat,
I mean, has she come to entertain us?’
What’s the matter with your hair, Kathy?’
‘It’s mummy, she’s been pulling it out again’.
‘When I wear dark glasses, don’t you think I look like Norma?’
‘Norma Desmond, you know, Sunset Boulevard’.
Someone has stolen my legs
I cannot possibly go on stage
I am not the real Kathy Kirby
All the girls in the street have Kathy Kirby legs now.
I am being held prisoner in my flat
I am being possessed by Ambrose
The Queen Mother is in me.
“Well, tell her to piss off!”
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