Someone's knocking in the Distance

But I'm deaf and blind

She's not expected home this evening

So I leave the world behind

for the Vanishing Girl

The Vanishing Girl

Yes she'd give you a twirl

But she vanishes from my world

So burn my letters and you'd better leave

Just one pint a day

The whole street's talking about my

White shirts looking so grey

People gossip on the doorstep

Think they know the score

She's giving him the runaround

The man from number four

Has a Vanishing Girl

a Vanishing Girl

Yes she'd give you a twirl

But she vanishes from my world

Yes the paint is peeling and my

Garden is overgrown

I got no enthusiasm to even answer the phone

When she's here it makes up for the time she's

not and it's all forgotten

But when she goes I'm putting on the pose for

the Vanishing Girl