Judy Teen - Steve Harley, Cockney Rebel

Judy Teen, the queen of the scene, she’s rag doll amour

Verbal slang, American twang, you dare not ignore

In from New York, prompted her to talk of superballs

Judy Teen grew sick of the scene, just bragging to fools.

She took us on a carousel

She made us smile and oh, how we laughed

Together riding on a crest it was swell

We stole her face and oh, how we laughed

She made us happy.

Sacral blues in various hues, she capered to draw me Me and Yankie, all hanky panky, seldom she bored me She’s so bold and me feeling old, just stroking her face

Super troubadour, he can show you more than her lace.

She took us on a carousel

She made us smile and oh, how we laughed

Together riding on a crest it was swell

We stole her face and oh, how we laughed

She made us happy.

Judy Teen, we know where you’ve been, your ego’s insane

To the cabaret where you’d schlep and sway on your cane

Seeking shelter, no helter skelter’s gonna betray yer

Judy Teen, the queen of the scene, is coming to slay yer.

She took us on a carousel

She made us smile and oh, how we laughed

Together riding on a crest it was swell

We stole her face and oh, how we laughed

She made us happy.