Captain Crunch Sophie Dunér © 2000
He’s a winner, they say
Got a wife, a car and a maid
In a house where someone used to live
Just another fairy tale
He’s a charmer, they whisper
He’s a worker, they say
Got his actions safely controlled
His wife keeps apples in a bowl
But is there anyone who knows
About his nocturnal shows
He goes here and there, he goes everywhere
Mrs.Winner´s unaware about his
Dances down the lonely avenue
Flipping his pockets with a speed she’ll never know
Takes of his hat more than ten times every night
Until the morning finally breaks into the light
Returns to toast and coffee served by negligee
Puts on his kimono as if nothing’s ever changed
Then reads the paper, there’s a story about a girl
That is noted missing from the night before
Got his conscience all right
Though he’s lonesome at times
But he’s a bad news man, we all know that
He feels nothing inside
He’s pulling on a smile
Goes to work, here comes the handsome guy
His exterior’s a lie
But is there anyone who knows
About his nocturnal shows
He goes here and there, he goes everywhere
Mrs.Winner´s unaware about his
Dances down the lonely avenue
Flipping his pockets with a speed she’ll never know
Takes of his hat more than ten times every night
Until the morning finally breaks into the light, about his
Dances down the lonely avenue
Flipping his pockets with a speed she’ll never know
Takes of his hat more than ten times every night
Until the morning finally breaks into the light