Charmless Man

St. Louis song Something is wrong I kill that man From your own shoulders down And here comes an empty People look at each other like me I don't wanna be I don't want to be he-here I don't want to be he-here 'Cause there's nothing Here to be-e-e-e-e

I met him in a crowded room Where people go to drink away their gloom He sat me down and so began The story of a charmless man Educated the expensive way He knows his claret from a beaujolais I think he'd like to have been Ronnie Kray But then nature