Muriel the Actor - Steve Harley, Cockney Rebel

She, got my number and she — chasing me so far

Me, out of slumber, I can do with no faut-pas

Mixed-up and bleeding, I’s high on beleiving

It’s all surreal

Slip on a T-shirt, me — gotta look so cool

Me Biba braces are making me so cruel

She, dinosaur and me, her He-whore

Sleep Muriel

Chorus: Oh!

See her move so right in her big baggy strides

And her golden top made of satin

See her wriggle her hips, take the almighty piss

This is Muriel the Actor who’s rapping, ping — ping

She, dresscd to kill and Me, looking so jolly

I know she will 'cos she’s a lady of folly

She’s seventeen, oh!

You know what I mean

She’s a circus girl

Across the ring on a gay light fantastic

For anything, oh!

She’ll bust her elastic

She, so inviting, me — given up fighting

I’m all in a whirl

A superman in a comical moment

Jump through the fan, you’re the inhuman showman

Oh!

hear the roar of the crowd call for more

So gullible.

br>Me, took ma band on the road for a liftup

She took my hand and she said never give up Oh schizophrenia, I know you, I been yer

So subtle… la la la