No Imagination

You stood roadside Long legs heels far too high Looking like some perfect star Who's the one this act is for? You might scare young boys to death With your backstreet cabaret But I read you so long ago The book's been out to play 'Cos you got no imagination Though you look like a real fine breaker No imagination A straight ride no Kama Sutra No bills name cards Fast love soft touch got it fast 'Cos you think you've hit a hardline hook You don't get no second looks When you think you're boxin' clever You don't never knock 'em out I see you no more no What you're tryin' 'em out 'Cos you got no imagination Though you look like a real fine breaker No imagination A straight ride on Kama Sutra No imagination Sterilized and medicated No imagination You stood roadside Long legs and those heels They scare young boys to death With your backstreet cabaret But I read you so long ago The book's been out to play You got no imagination Sterilized and medicated No imagination Open wide and get it finished No imagination Though you look like a real fine breaker No imagination Straight ride no Kama Sutra No imagination Sterilized and medicated No imagination