I like it    I don't like it

You take your white finger

Slide the nail under

The top and bottom buttons of my blazer

Relax the fraying wool

Slacken ties and I'm

Not to look at you in the shoe

But the eyes

Find the eyes...

Find me and follow me

Through corridors refectories

And files you must follow

Leave this academic factory

Will find me in the matinee

The dark of the matinee

It's better in the matinee

The dark of the matinee is mine

Yes it's mine!

I time every journey

To bump into you accidentally

I charm you and tell you

Of the boys I hate, all the girls I hate

All the words I hate, all the clothes I hate

How I'll never be anything I hate

You smile, mention something that you like

Oh, how you'd have a happy life

If you did the things you like...

Find me and follow me

Through corridors refectories

And files you must follow

Leave this academic factory

Will find me in the matinee

The dark of the matinee

It's better in the matinee

The dark of the matinee is mine

Yes it's mine!

So I'm on BBC2 now

Telling Terry Wogan how I made it and

What I made is unclear now

But his deference is

And his laughter is

My words and smile are so easy now

Yes it's easy now

Yes it's easy now...

Find me and follow me

Through corridors refectories

And files you must follow

Leave this academic factory

Will find me in the matinee

The dark of the matinee

It's better in the matinee

The dark of the matinee

Well, find me and follow me

Through corridors refectories

And files you must follow

Leave this academic factory

Will find me in the matinee

The dark of the matinee

It's better in the matinee

The dark of the matinee is mine

Yes it's mine!