Style Kills Lyrics

Tic, tic, tic! Ev'rybody lookin'. Tic, tic, tic! See them all a-searchin'

Tic, tic, tic! That's all they're hearin' but they
couldn't find out where the watch was hiding

What a confusion

A fellow lost his watch in a railway station

What a confusion

A fellow lost his watch in a railway station

An attractive girl named Melda was accused of being a burglar

She had no purse, no pocket in her clothes,
so where she hid the watch only goodness knows

And you hearing

Tic, tic, tic! Ev'rybody lookin'. Tic, tic, tic! See them all a-searchin'

Tic, tic, tic! That's all they're hearin' but they
couldn't find out where the watch was hiding

Under suspicion, they took her down to the police station

And they called on the matron who examined all the clothes she had on
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The matron examined with care

She even made her take down her long hair

She searched till she couldn't search no more but the
watch now tickin' louder than before

And you hearing

Tic, tic, tic! Ev'rybody lookin'. Tic, tic, tic! See them all a-searchin'

Tic, tic, tic! That's all they're hearin' but they
couldn't find out where the watch was hiding

Confusion now in the station. The matron searching by inspiration

Watch tickin' louder and louder and the matron moving up closer

The matron convinced there's no doubt.
She put her hand inside Melda's mouth

Do you know her idea cam true?
When she found the watch, it was ten to two. Still tickin'

Tic, tic, tic! Ev'rybody lookin'. Tic, tic, tic! See them all a-searchin'

Tic, tic, tic! That's all they're hearin' but they
couldn't find out where the watch was hiding