Roy Bailey and Leon Rosselson - The Man Who Puffs the Big Cigar
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The man who puffs the big cigar
Turns all he touches into stone
The cash flows in from near and far
When he picks up the telephone
The value of his property increases daily
No one knows
How much he owns and still he schemes
The more he buys the more it seems
There is no limit to his dreams
And as the market booms
His empire grows
Susie
A stripper in a Soho Club
She works long hours but not for love
And when men she her body they go crazy
But she just smiles in her heart
And keeps herself a soul apart
In her room at night she dreams alone
For Susie loves the man who flys the high trapeze
He's flying now a thousand miles away
But she knows one day she'll meet him as she always used to do
By the statue of eros
On a bright summers day
The man who puffs the big cigar
Turns all he touchs into stone
The cash flows in from near and far
When he picks up the telephone
And eros too belongs to him
And all the land from miles around
He buys the men who clear the way
Who draw the plans to make it pay
He has no time for yesterday
His deals are shrewd and his invesments sound
Susie
The men who view her want her for themselves
But susie just ignores there looks
She knows they can not buy this lady
She walks the world in a see through dress
Self containted self possessed
And in her heart a secret that is hers
A message from the man who flys the high trapeze
A message from a thousand miles away
Telling her to meet him
By the statue of eros
On mid summers day
The man who puffs the big cigar
Turns all he touchs into stone
The cash flows in from near and far
When he picks up the telephone
Now all round' Eros towers rise
And concrete slabs that black the sun
And carefully he calculates
The profit he expects to make
From each square foot of his estate
And bump a crop when all is said and done
Susie
Why are you looking so afraid
You know he'll keep the vow he made
The time has come and gone
It won't be easy
To find him in this concrete maze
Walls and railings bar the way
As if shes lost in space she wanders on
Looking for the man who flys the high trapeze
But he could be a thousand miles away
And cut off by the traffic in the distance
The statue of Eros
And it's mid summers day
The man who puffs the big cigar
Turns all he touchs into stone
The cash flows in from near and far
When he picks up the telephone
Turns all he touches into stone
The cash flows in from near and far
When he picks up the telephone
The value of his property increases daily
No one knows
How much he owns and still he schemes
The more he buys the more it seems
There is no limit to his dreams
And as the market booms
His empire grows
Susie
A stripper in a Soho Club
She works long hours but not for love
And when men she her body they go crazy
But she just smiles in her heart
And keeps herself a soul apart
In her room at night she dreams alone
For Susie loves the man who flys the high trapeze
He's flying now a thousand miles away
But she knows one day she'll meet him as she always used to do
By the statue of eros
On a bright summers day
The man who puffs the big cigar
Turns all he touchs into stone
The cash flows in from near and far
When he picks up the telephone
And eros too belongs to him
And all the land from miles around
He buys the men who clear the way
Who draw the plans to make it pay
He has no time for yesterday
His deals are shrewd and his invesments sound
Susie
The men who view her want her for themselves
But susie just ignores there looks
She knows they can not buy this lady
She walks the world in a see through dress
Self containted self possessed
And in her heart a secret that is hers
A message from the man who flys the high trapeze
A message from a thousand miles away
Telling her to meet him
By the statue of eros
On mid summers day
The man who puffs the big cigar
Turns all he touchs into stone
The cash flows in from near and far
When he picks up the telephone
Now all round' Eros towers rise
And concrete slabs that black the sun
And carefully he calculates
The profit he expects to make
From each square foot of his estate
And bump a crop when all is said and done
Susie
Why are you looking so afraid
You know he'll keep the vow he made
The time has come and gone
It won't be easy
To find him in this concrete maze
Walls and railings bar the way
As if shes lost in space she wanders on
Looking for the man who flys the high trapeze
But he could be a thousand miles away
And cut off by the traffic in the distance
The statue of Eros
And it's mid summers day
The man who puffs the big cigar
Turns all he touchs into stone
The cash flows in from near and far
When he picks up the telephone
