This song is just strange! It starts out like some kind of Noel Coward skit where a 1920s man and woman are doing the dance of familiarity in those kind of clipped stiff-upper-lip English tones... he's asking her if she's enjoyed her evening and all that, and if she would like a cigarette and if he can take her home... then it just gets worse as he becomes a bit more pressing "Can I have your telephone number?" and "Do you live alone?" before stumbling into "Can I have some razor blades?" to her going "Call an ambulance", then "Call a doctor, quickly"... then we get down to the business of several minutes of thumpy-trancy-dancy stuff... well played Feathery Legs!
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