Customs Man

Please, Mr. Customs man, let my lady through
I know, Mr. Customs man, got a job to do, to do
Please, Mr. Customs man, let my lady through
I know, Mr. Customs man, got a job to do, to do

I went to see America, I was singing in a band
But you don't see much of nothing
On a tour of one-night stands
On a tour of one-night stands

I met a girl in Oakland, California by the sea
I knew without a question
She had come to rescue me
She had come to rescue me

She took me from the fire, burning in my soul
She took me from the silence, she gave me self-control
Yes she did, yes she did, yеs she did

Please, Mr. Customs man, lеt my lady through
I know, Mr. Customs man, got a job to do, to do
Please, Mr. Customs man, let my lady through
I know, Mr. Customs man, got a job to do, to do

When the tour was over, we flew back from LA
Coming home to London
Gonna find a place to stay
Gonna find a place to stay

Imagine our excitement when we finally touched down
Find a bed and breakfast place
And then take a look around
Then we're gonna take a look around

She took me from the fire, burning in my soul
She took me from the silence, she gave me self-control
Yes she did, yes she did, yes she did

Please, Mr. Customs man, let my lady through
I know, Mr. Customs man, got a job to do, to do
Please, Mr. Customs man, let my lady through
I know, Mr. Customs man, got a job to do, to do, to do, to do
Got a job, got a job, got a job, got a job