Lyrics Pam the Hawk - Madness
She
walks
the
streets
of
Soho,
every
single
day
From
dawn
'til
dusk,
always
walks
a
different
way
Past
every
coffee
bar,
restaurant
and
pub
In
her
clammy
green
palm,
she'd
turn
over
and
rub
A
few
coppers,
a
nice
handful
of
change
But
for
a
fiver
she
can
and
will
arrange
A
signed
photo,
a
kiss,
a
nice
warm
hug
Until
over
your
shoulder,
she
spots
another
likely
mug
She'd
be
the
richest
woman,
in
all
of
the
west
end
they
say
If
every
single
penny
earned
she
didn't
spend
In
the
bookies,
on
the
horses,
the
Wardour
Street
arcade
There's
not
a
single
fruit
machine
she
hasn't
played
A
toothless
smile,
laughs
like
a
machine
gun
But
when
it
comes
to
business,
got
all
others
on
the
run
On
anorak
wings,
that
little
bird
of
prey
She
swoops,
she
dives,
her
prize
carried
away
Pam
the
hawk
Oh
she'd
be
the
richest
woman
in
all
of
the
west
end
If
every
single
penny
earned
she
didn't
spend
In
the
bookies,
on
the
gee-gees,
the
Wardour
Street
arcade
There's
not
a
single
fruit
machine
she
hasn't
played
On
anorak
wings,
a
little
bird
of
prey
She
swoops,
she
dives,
her
prize
carried
away
Oh,
Pam
the
hawk
1 Can't Touch Us Now
2 Good Times
3 Mr. Apples
4 I Believe
5 Grandslam
6 Blackbird
7 You Are My Everything
8 Another Version of Me
9 Mumbo Jumbo
10 Herbert
11 Don't Leave the Past Behind You
12 (Don't Let Them) Catch You Crying
13 Pam the Hawk
14 Given the Opportunity
15 Soul Denying
16 Whistle in the Dark
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