Muscle Twitch - Peter Sarstedt

A muscle twitched upon her cheek

Her eyes betrayed, the tenseness

A strand of hair, had fallen down

Lay waxed upon her forehead

She came from that city of Los Angeles

Where father held shares in the goverment

And she’d ride to the school

On a big black Cadillac

Yes and all of her class mates they did likewise

Hup

Now her clothes once clean

They were dirty now

No trace remained of beauty

Italian men, looked on with scorn

When they once would have been flirting

You can have me, if you want me

But you don’t know what I’ve been through

I once had a, a brilliant future

Ah the sea looked bright

And it beckoned her

A to come and share the secret

A buzzard flew, in circles high

A bird of prey not paradise

And she came from that city of Los Angeles

Where father held shares in the goverment

And she’d ride to the school

On a big black Mercedes

Yes and all of her class mates they did likewise

They did the same thing