Detective Agency

The Lucksmiths

I was supposed to wait for you
But we'll have to wait and see
Have I been stood up?
Standing for an hour or two
By the detective agency
I wish the walls weren't powder blue
And I bet you're the same as me
When I put together two and two
I get five: we get along famously

And you were supposed to meet me here
On the stroke of five-to-four
I thought I made myself completely clear
I wouldn't take this anymore
And I've got absolutely no idea
Why I'm waiting here at all
The writing's all but disappeared
In the dust above the door

But honey, there's no hurry
I would hate to make you panic
I feel like Fred MacMurray
And you look like Barbara Stanwyck