We kept seeing Columbo's car First of all we saw it outside Burger King on Road Badly parked, about five away from the kerb And at the craziest angle, as if he'd stopped in a hurry
Then my brother saw it the place Where the swimming pool and the courts are And later again I saw it outside the off-license Closer to the pavement this time, and too
We only saw the car parked But it seemed to be outside somewhere I liked to go And then, when we out for dinner on wee Karn's birthday And we were our coats up on the coat-rack
We saw Columbo's old mac already hanging In amongst all the expensive fur and leather and I had a quick look while we were being taken to our table To see if he was there, but I couldn't see him
But one night I was sitting outside on the steps Playing my I heard a car stopping on the in front of me
And while I to decide way 'round to put the L-shaped Tetras piece That was falling, I felt someone sit on the steps beside me And I heard scratching their head And then, on the reflection on the screen, I saw it was him
"Those really are the most fascinating little machines", he But I'd built up a whole high pile, which needed a single For down the side, and I couldn't up in case it came
"It is nice around here", Columbo said And I his mac moving as he looked around The single I'd been waiting for didn't come though And soon my was filled all the way to the top
So I put it down and Columbo If someone from around here had been "Not murdered, sir, no", he said, "I don't you could call it murder" "Well, are you investigating?", I asked him
"Well, sir, a case of counterfeit notes Perhaps you'd call it theft, but I'm not rightly new for me, I'll tell you that" Then he picked up the Gameboy and stared at it, all
"Could I? you mind?", he said And I him how to start up a game But pretty soon the screen was full and he shook his "Well, well", he
"You know, Mrs. Columbo, she's great at these of things But me, I just can't seem to get the of them" And he stood up and it back to me "I'm sorry to troubled you, sir", he said
"I'll let you get back to game You know, this really is a area" And as he walked off down the I watched he opened the door of his car And I went to start up another
But he stopped, "Oh, I'm sorry", he said Holding one up in the air, with a cigar between his fingers And looking down at the ground, "Just a thing", he said And he scratched the of his head With the hand that had up in the air
"With something like that, sir, that little machine you have Would someone be able to make samples that records and stuff?", I laughed and shook my head "That's fine, sir", he said, "I was curious" Then he got into the car and drove
I didn't I'd see him again after that, but I was very wrong I began to see his car around a lot Quite often the houses of people I knew And not only that, but lately he's started turning up I might be
Asking me all kinds of crazy About and sampling and stuff Pretending he's trying to all about it It got me quite for a while, but I think I'll be alright I think I've got him foxed, I think I've been way too for him