Duchess

You've had your fun, your money's gone

Your only friend is the telephone

Oh, duchess, now you're one of us

You stay at home and light the lights

They make you smile in the empty night

Oh, duchess, now you're one of us

Well she knows Latinos

And she knows Mexicans

And she sits alone by the telephone

But they won't call back again

You count the pounds, you cut your hair

Won't someone send you a millionaire?

Oh duchess, now you're one of us

No friends to see, no car to drive

You go to bars but you're much too shy

Oh, duchess, now you're one of us

Well she knows Latinos

And she knows Mexicans

And she sits alone, over thirteen stone

And they won't come back again

Oh, li-da-di-da-di

Oh, li-da-di-da-di

Oh, li-da-di-da-di

Oh-oh

Well she knows Latinos

And she knows Mexicans

But now things are tough, and they've had enough

And they won't come back again

You've had your fun, your money's gone

You spend all day by the telephone