Tartan Coloured Lady - Elton John

This is the news\nOne, two, three, four\nThe grass in Ashfield Park is dying\nWhere everybody dreams of deeds of crime\nAnd the tartan coloured lady walks\nBehind the water colours of my mind\nAnd the tartan coloured lady she’s mine\nPeople speak of willow trees in autumn\nAnd my clove-key doesn’t fit her anymore\nAnd the tartan coloured Lady that I wanted\nTalked of this place, an hour or so before\nAnd the tartan coloured lady lost her dog\nSo if your crystal window isn’t broken\nAnd they’ve taken all the dustbins from your door\nTake yourself the tartan coloured lady\nAnd smell the grass in Ashfield Park once more\nSee the trees in Ashfield Park once more\nSo I guess I’ll read the comic books you’ve left me\nAnd play marbles on the floor\nAnd if the tartan coloured lady calls me\nJust tell her I won’t be home 'til four\nOh just tell her, I won’t be home no more\nSo if your crystal window isn’t broken\nAnd they’ve taken all the dustbins from your door\nTake yourself the tartan coloured lady\nAnd smell the grass in Ashfield Park once more\nSee the trees in Ashfield Park once more