Marilyn Monroe 3 - Petula Clark/David Cassidy/Jacinta Whyte
Composed by：Willy Russell
The jury found him guilty
Sent him down for seven years
Though he acted like they gave him life
He couldn't stop the tears
And when we went to visit him
He didn't want to know
It seems like jail's
Sent him off the rails
Just like Marilyn Monroe
His mind's gone dancin'
Can't stop dancin'
They showed him to a doctor
And after routine tests
A prescription the doctor wrote
For the chronically depressed
And now the tears have stopped
He sits and counts the days to go
And treats his ills with daily pills
Just like Marilyn Monroe
They stop his mind from dancin'
Stop it dancin'
What're y'doin'
I'm takin' me tablet
Listen Mickey I've told ya
They're just junk
You'll be home soon you should come off them
Why I need to take them
Is me
And no no see
He says
The doctor said he said
What did he say
He said about my nerves and 'ow I get depressed
I've need
Need take these 'cause they make me better
I get depressed
But I don't take those
You don't need them Mickey
And we leave me alone I can't cope with this
I'm not well
And the doctor said didn't he eh
I'm not well I
Just leave me alone Linda
With grace for good behaviour
He got out before his time
The family and the neighbours said
That he was lookin' fine
But he's feeling fifteen years older
His speech is rather slow
The neighbours said
You'd think he was dead
Just like Marilyn Monroe
No 'cause for dancin'
No more dancin'
Where 'ave me tablets gone Linda
Mickey you promised
I know I promised I can't do without them
Look we've managed to sort ourselves out this far
But what's the use
Sort ourselves out
Did you come really stay with
You sorted it out
You and councillor Eddie Lyons eh
Now give us my tablets I need 'em
What about what I need I need you I love you
