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Looper - Columbo's Car lyrics
We kept seeing Columbo's car around
 First of all we saw it outside Burger King on Byres Road
 Badly parked, about five feet away from the kerb
 And at the craziest angle, as if he'd stopped there in a hurry
 Then my brother saw it outside the place
 Where the swimming pool and the badminton courts are
 And later again I saw it parked outside the off-license
 Closer to the pavement this time, and parallel too
 We only ever saw the car parked
 But it always seemed to be outside somewhere I liked to go
 And then, when we went out for dinner on wee Karn's birthday
 And we were hanging our coats up on the coat-rack
 We saw Columbo's old mac already hanging there
 In amongst all the expensive fur and leather and things
 I had a quick look around while we were being taken to our table
 To see if he was there, but I couldn't see him anywhere
 But then one night
 While I was sitting outside on the steps
 Playing my Gameboy
 I heard a car stopping on the gravel in front of me
 And while I tried to decide
 Which way 'round to put the L-shaped Tetras piece
 That was falling, I felt someone sit down on the steps beside me
 And I heard them scratching their head
 And then, on the reflection on the screen, I saw that it was him
 "Those really are the most fascinating little machines", he said
 But I'd built up a whole high pile, which needed a single line
 For down the side, and I couldn't look up in case it came
 "It certainly is nice around here", Columbo said
 And I heard his mac moving as he looked around
 The single line I'd been waiting for didn't come though
 And soon my screen was filled all the way to the top
 So I put it down and asked Columbo
 If someone from around here had been murdered
 "Not murdered, sir, no", he said, "I don't think you could call it murder"
 "Well, what are you investigating?", I asked him
 Looper - Columbo's Car - http://motolyrics.com/looper/columbos-car-lyrics.html
 "Well, sir, it's a case of counterfeit notes
 Perhaps you'd call it theft, but I'm not rightly sure
 It's new for me, I'll tell you that"
 Then he picked up the Gameboy and stared at it, all fascinated
 "Could I? Would you mind?", he said
 And I showed him how to start up a game
 But pretty soon the screen was full and he shook his head
 "Well, well", he said
 "You know, Mrs. Columbo, she's great at these sorts of things
 But me, I just can't seem to get the hang of them"
 And he stood up and handed it back to me
 "I'm sorry to have troubled you, sir", he said
 "I'll let you get back to your game
 You know, this really is a lovely area"
 And as he walked off down the steps
 I watched until he opened the door of his car
 And I went to start up another game
 But then he stopped, "Oh, I'm sorry", he said
 Holding one hand up in the air, with a cigar between his fingers
 And looking down at the ground, "Just a little thing", he said
 And he scratched the back of his head
 With the hand that had been up in the air
 "With something like that, sir, that little machine you have there
 Would someone be able to make samples with that
 From records and stuff?", I laughed and shook my head
 "That's fine, sir", he said, "I was just curious"
 Then he got into the car and drove away
 I didn't think I'd see him again after that, but I was very wrong
 I began to see his car around a lot more
 Quite often outside the houses of people I knew
 And not only that, but just lately he's started turning up
 Wherever I might be
 Asking me all kinds of crazy questions
 About technology and sampling and stuff
 Pretending he's trying to learn all about it
 It got me quite worried for a while, but I think I'll be alright
 I think I've got him foxed, I think I've been way too clever for him















