Up On The Catwalk

Up on the catwalk, a big wheel is spinning And dollars to Deutchmarks and pennies from heaven And up on the catwalk there's one hundred million With letters from thousands that say "Just who are you?'' There's one thousand names that can spring up in my mind But you'd call it blackmail and that's just not my kind And up on the catwalk and up on the catwalk And I don't know why I will be there, I will be there, I will be there I will be there, I will be there Up on the catwalk there's street politicians That crawl in from Broadway, say "Then who are you?" And up on the catwalk there's one thousand postcards From Montevideo, say that I'll be home soon And get out of Bombay and go up to Brixton And look around to see just what is missing And up on the catwalk and girls call for mother And dream of their boyfriends And I don't know why [Chorus] I will be there, I will be there, I will be there I will be there, I will be there Tonight, under the crystal light I'll tell you everything I need Tonight, under the crystal light Surrender everything to me Up on the catwalk and you dress in waistcoats And got brilliantino and friends of Kim Philby And float through the nighttime like manna from heaven But what do I know, and just what do I know? And up on the catwalk and in sweat that glistens And I don't know why and I don't know why I don't know why [Chorus] Angel Angel Angel Angel One thousand names that spring up in my mind One thousand names that spring up in my mind Like Deodato Michaelangelo Robert de Niro So many others Nastassja Kinski And Martin Luther There's room for others Away from me, oh Up on the catwalk Up on the catwalk Up on the catwalk I don't know why Up on the catwalk