you ve been out on the tiles winning the smiles of men of low persuasion but i know you drink yourself crawling in the street until dawn girl you look like a bad dream you ve been places i ve never been come home come home angeline come home come home angeline you ve been places i ve never been you took the small change from the job in the hall be back in an hour but you re not back at all the children are crying the flowers are dying there s no food on the table i don t think i m able to cope you ve been places i ve never been come home come home angeline come home come home angeline you ve been places i ve never been cheap perfume and alcohol dancing on tables with kissing for strangers all laughing and howling and jokes and tall tales that ain t funny at all bluffers and smugglers boozers and gamblers jump old queens and tarts at the babbled bar oh they ve been pushing you too far come home come home angeline come home come home angeline you ve been places i ve never been come home come home angeline come home come home angeline you ve been places i ve never been