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She lives on Pony St.

And they should scatter flowers at her feet

But when they come calling I think it's appalling

They're sober and they're polite

They're deeply respectful when I would expect them

To keep her out all night

That little martinet

Will get her own way yet

If you need instruction in mindless destruction

I'll show you a thing or two

You used to adore me but now my life flashes before me

For you to view

Oh mother, oh mother, sometimes you are so mortifying

From the hole in your leopard skin tights I can tell you've been spying

But your generation confesses before it transgresses

Those Super-8 movies of Daddy in your disco dresses

If you're going out tonight

I won't wait up

Reading "Das Kapital"

Watching "Home Shopping Club"

While you're flogging a dead horse

All the way down Pony St.

Where you live after a fashion

All the way down Pony St.

The life and the soul of every indiscretion

That lives on, that lives on, that lives on Pony St.

Daughter, oh daughter, you know I will love you forever

But spare me the white ankle socks with the lace and the leather

For you and your cartoon threat do no good to resist me

For I am the genuine thing but for you it's just history

If you're going out tonight

How can you be sure

Where you lay your pretty head

Mother may have been before

So you're flogging a dead horse

All the way down Pony St.

Where you live after a fashion

All the way down Pony St.

The life and the soul of every indiscretion

That lives on

That lives on

That lives on

That lives on

That lives on

She lives on Pony St.

She lives on Pony St.

She lives on, she lives on

She lives on, she lives on