Farther

Farther away
 Can't understand a thing you're saying
 Hallo Planet Earth I'm far away
 Farther away
 And I don't like the games you're playing
 Hallo Planet Earth I'm far away
 Somehow you're in the bedroom and she's in a neglige
 Putting on a record by Valerie Dore
 Then she lies back on the mattress and she lights a cigarette
 And she asks you quite politely if you'd rather be inbed
 And you wonder what she's taken, and you wonder if she's straight
 And the other men she's brought here, did she treat them all the same?
 And listening to the record by Valerie Dore
 You drift away
 Farther away
 Can't understand a thing you're saying
 Hallo Planet Earth I'm far away
 Farther away
 And I don't like the games you're playing
 Hallo Planet Earth I'm far away
 She still seems strangely distant though you're lying there so close
 Tangled in the satin sheets, taking off her clothes
 There's a disco in the distance, and the drugs are kicking in
 And you feel a bit self-conscious 'cause your body looks so thin
 And you notice then quite suddenly through unexpected tears
 That her eyes are metropolitan, like Amanda Lear's
 And listening to the record by Valerie Dore
 You drift away