
‘Saw you walking down by Ladbroke Grove this morning / Saw you walking down by Ladbroke Grove this morning… / Saw you early this morning, with your brand new boy and your Cadillac / You’re gone for something and I know you won’t be back / I know you’re dying, baby, and I know you know it, too / I know you’re dying and I know you know it, too / Every time I see you I just don’t know what to do.’