The lion meets with the greasy man For coffee every morning on platform four An unlikely match, she gold and glorious And he's greasy and sleazy like a Parisian from the Movies, desperately in need of a haircut and general spruce up And I'm flummoxed more than jealous Flummoxed more than jealous, flummoxed more than jealous Honestly Legs crossed seaweed dangle, limp wristed Oh so nonchalant in your flannel and I'm flummoxed The Lion, bold as brass towers over shabby cheap shoes and suit As she hangs on his every word For fuck sake have a wash mate you're killing me, your killing me And I'm flummoxed more than jealous Flummoxed more than jealous, flummoxed more than jealous Honestly