Hey Steve from Roger's Aquarium by Young Georgie Spirit

Some are born with a gift
Some get close but no cigar
Hey Steve hey Steve hey Steve
You were made from stars
So much style so much grace
And don't get me started on that beautiful face
Hey Steve hey Steve hey Steve

Hey Steve you're the crackenedge king of the dragback
Your gifts are outrageous it don't seem fair
You dance like Fred Astaire in and out of the sad sacks
They turn around and try and kick you you're not there

You appeared on the radar of some little lady
Miss Diane's invitation's a gift to recieve
She KO'd every heart from the hill to the commonside
But she never laid a glove on you
Hey Steve hey Steve hey Steve hey Steve

Those jealous eyes oh Steve
Those longing sighs they plead
She's stunned you're shtum
She has needs
What you gonna do about it Steve

She said oh wonderful you
And all the fine things that you do
What does a poor girl gotta do to get with you man
Someone tell her cos she don't understand
She's got that sly smile on her face
Enjoys the whole thrill of the chase
But you just stand there emotionless like stone
She goes home

We played the beautiful game
You never craved the accolades or acclaim
Hey Steve hey Steve hey Steve what a crying shame
So easy come easy go
You won't mourn the ecstasy that you'll never know
Hey Steve hey Steve hey Steve

Hey Steve when that freak took a swing on the corner
You didn't run to your dad that was really cool
He sneaked up like a coward well we all tried to warn ya
You simply took it and you made him look a fool
Even the hard men they had to admit they adored ya
And so they christened the legend we know as Stive
And any guy would be glad to have you in his corner
You know you were the coolest kid alive
Hey Steve hey Steve hey Steve hey Steve

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