the hounds are running in the alley-way below
underlining all her sins
across the alley
there is a rented room
there is a girl
I watch I watch her
yellow cotton curtains
the tiles are black and white
why are you home early?
is this another one of those nights?
straighten up the lilacs
straighten up your hair
over to the mirror
what do you see there?
you know why he is living
on a separate street away from you
usually you can forget
but tonight the hounds they get to you
the hounds are running in the alley-way below....
underlining all her sins
magnets in the mirror
usually you croon
but tonight you are no beauty
in your rented room