The Prison

She used a condom as a bookmark To remind her of last time A fella came and shared with her A laugh and glass of wine It seemed an age since anyone Rejoiced in her good looks Leaving a cellar of good wine And a shelf full of poor books She'd seen women throw the towel in When barely out of school Delivered to an early grave On the promise of a fool I've seen the chat-up lines, the smacked behinds The fast and flashy cars 'Cause the prison that they're offering Don't always show the bars Make your deodorants expensive, your restaurants cheap Always look twice when you're crossing the street Make the path you choose more erudite than mine Go easy on the garçons (go easy on the garçons) Go easy on the wine She listened to the radio Sang along to all the hits But half the songs they played on there Left half of her in bits And one timeless ingredient Contained in loving cup Is a woman's overriding right To fuck her life right up And through her indecision Yet another chance was gone As he left the restaurant muttering What planet is she on? And if women came from Venus And all men, they came from Mars And the prison that we're living in Don't always show the bars Make your deodorants expensive, your restaurants cheap Always look twice when you're crossing the street Make the path you choose more erudite than mine Go easy on the garçons (go easy on the garçons) Go easy on the wine She'd seen the educated barely dated In the face of good advice Take some tramp up on his word And roll a loaded dice It's the word in all the nail salons And the talk of beauty spas The prison that we're in don't show the bars Make your deodorants expensive, your restaurants cheap Always look twice when you're crossing the street Make the path you choose more erudite than mine Go easy on the garçons (easy on the garçons) Go easy on the wine