Look Who's Back

Lucy's comin' round again, now she's got the gold

Cruising down the street my friend, not like those days of old

Now she drives her fancy wheels and never wears a frown

But everybody wants to know why Lucy's back in town

No more will she walk beneath those orange trees and skies

She's hiding 'hind her blacked out lens but not for a disguise

No more taxis no more boats, she wants you all to know

Who she's met and where she's been, she's back to steal the show

Lucy's comin' round again, now she's got the gold

Cruising down the street my friend, not like those days of old