Beautiful schemer came in through the door Took off her necklace and crouched on the floor Says she wants peace but don't know why for sure Tell me your plan beautiful schemer 'Cos I've been out working my hands on the farm Curse at my bosses that don't do them no harm I'm waiting for action 'cos I can't stand the calm Then I come home, baby sings folk songs. Here I lie waiting for me true love to see me His heart of the white rose and mines of the red Northern romance in the inn of good plenty Lord make him kind when he goes to my bed Beautiful schemer came in through the night Smiled with her left eye but glared with her right Said shall we go out and worship the night Tell me the prayer, beautiful schemer 'Cos I've been out working my hands on the grime Working at Turner's on the assembly line And I heard of the good life, but I know it ain't mine Then I come home, baby takes downers Here is a nice little bottle of sleepers They'll help me to stay in me little dream world There's moggies and mandies and nice little white ones I'll dream that me true love is stroking me curls Am I out of this race is that a smile on your face Am I sorry for this misdemeanour On the Icelandic coast with some hot buttered toast Would an artist have made it much cleaner Now you sit on the floor when he calls out for more Did you feel the effects of the acid With his lunatic air and face so debonair He made Liszt and Lord Byron look placid Beautiful schemer she wanders through the yard Trying to make her good love look so hard You think she's the answer but you hold the cards Deal me in quick beautiful schemer I've been out working to buy you a meal My protest is shrink-wrapped, got a factory seal And you say shall we go out and try to make it real I need you to help that baby's got pen friends Beautiful schemer with the never-ending smile Invites you inside to her head for a while Minx of the North lake, mad bitch of the Nile Go back to Troy, beautiful schemer. 'Cos I come from Fulham where fables aren't made Where night-life is ruled by DMs and blade Sometimes I just get to feel quite afraid I need you to help but baby plays hockey Swish goes the stick when the ball hits the netting I play with the girls on the old village green And later we go to the fair and eat liqourice Soon it will be Mayday and I'll be your queen Beautiful schemer she lives far away Never did listen to much that I'd say Lives in a parallel world in a way That I just can't come in, no no no. And I'm going to go, don't want to see you no more Going back to the ghetto with an uncultured roar We never got much further than your door Beautiful schemer, why are you crying My body boys left me for a far away haven My ribbon is wasted, my maidenhood black He says that he's going and he won't be returning Oh speed little glove and bring my Johnny back