a song about a game of monopoly. and a very naive 16 year-old boy.

LYRICS

you say Saturday could be crazy:
there'll be popcorn & board games
we'll break out monopoly
so i get to your place & we set up
i'm the Rothschild of Blue
& you're in love with the Electric Company

i'm rounding Vine Street
headed past Trafalgar Square
inching towards Mayfair

pretty soon you're losing quite badly
you're bleeding cash from the shoe
i'm not sure about your strategy
you mortgage Fenchurch at Whitehall
sell the EC at Oxford
smile at me attractively

i keep rounding Vine Street
head down past Trafalgar Square
inching towards Mayfair

when you land on a hotel at Euston
i do a dance with my hat
i sense impending victory
but you introduce a new house rule
you say "personal items now
count as valid currency"

i'm a little puzzled when you 
lose your shirt at Leicester Square
but you don't seem to care
you say, "i'll tell you a little secret:
i've only got one piece to spare
& i'm inching towards Mayfair"

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