I hate pretending I never thought a moment spoke so well As the second when you tried to be kind Stumbling over the telephone ringing Looking for your voice in the light It was an orange-lipped girl with her knees crossed Sitting on the carpeted coat She was holding onto the money And I was doing what I was told There was an undercover cop parked right across the road Step away from the window but you better move slow Yeah I was only there for a minute I swear And I know he can I hate pretending I I hate pretending I So lets cut it at the fire with scours Hanging on, lions on all fours Searching through the piles of dust Filling our pockets with gold There was an undercover cop parked right across the road Step away from the window but you better move slow Yeah I was only there for a minute I swear And I know he can And it And for one kiss of his a moment of fame Cos I was just along for the ride Do you believe in love and the art of persuasion? There was an undercover cop parked right across the road He Now I We Alright