Elsie Housing

Elsie Housing’s looking run down,
No longer the talk of the town
Once her door welcomed the glitz and glam
A new coat of paint to colour the sham

Elsie Housing’s lost her joie de vivre
She’s calling us back, hands on the receiver
Pulling the wool as well as the blinds
Brand new frontage to placate our minds

Oh OH
Now the new starlets just don’t the poise
Oh Oh Don’t have the girders
Oh Oh the new starlets, no backbone no poise,
Don’t have the girders to girdle their loins.

Elsie Housing just wants a new name
To delete the cracks, to smooth out the shame
Her best foot forward, she’s the new gal in town
Traipse your steps to her doorway, fantasies allowed

Maggie the Madam sold your wares to the Gents
Betrothed a new owner, but it’s someone else who rents.
Maggie the Madam, the family silver betrayed
Older decisions but it’s the young ones who pay.