So I turn to this lady
She's lived more lives than you
She picks up her umbrella
Revels in her new-found view
Revels in the life she's led
(Turning back now)
She's brimming with still life
Just a brimful of lies
Take her, she's a star of yesteryears
(Now done away)
She still likes her tresses
With the face done anew
Now, the hair's got to change
What about her mind
Going astray
What about her kind
They're brimming with still life
Just a brimful of lies
Here comes the cool and easy old fool
She's shared many a laughs with you
She's got a chic bow and a swagger
One that lingers and rubs off on you
Out of the corner of her eyes, she wonders
If you can see her plight
Between the island and the deep sea
Stuck on you
She smiles and passes by
She's brimming with still life
Just a brimful of lies