Parsons Alan The Three Of Me lyrics

There`s a voice on the phone
Who just called in to say
`Mr Jones isn`t home
He`ll be gone for the day`

So he pulls down the blind
To adjust his disguise
But it`s all in his mind
Which he proudly denies

I turn the boat back from the weir
Where to go from here
I can`t hide from each face I see
Looking out from behind them is me

I`m attempting to guess
What they meant when they said
`Mr Jones and his guest
won`t be using the bed`

So if I take the rap
While they stay out of sight
I can spring from the trap
When the timing is right

One minute I think I know what I mean
The next I hear voices inside disagree
Why are they laughing at me?

So I pick up the phone
Someone`s asking to me
Is the real Mister Jones
Mister one, two or three?

So I say that they`re not
But it`s not as I say
`Cos they`re all taht I`ve got
And I can`t get away

And Alice wawes through the glass
Are we home at last
For tomorrow they`ll be there you see
Locked away safe inside there with me

`Cos tomorrow they`ll be here you`ll see
Locked away safe inside they`re with me

One minute I think I know what I mean
The next I hear voices inside disagree
Why are they laughing at me?