Mandy's in the papers, 'cause she tried to go to Spain She'll soon be in the dock, and in the papers once again Vicki's got her story about the mirror and the cane It may be false, it may be true But nothing has been proved Stephen's in his dressing-gown now, breakfasting alone Too sick to eat, he's on his feet and to the telephone The police inspector soothes him with his sympathetic tone It may be false, it may be true But nothing has been proved In the House a resignation, guilty faces everyone Christine's fallen out with Lucky, Johnny's got a gun "Please, please me"'s number one (It's a scandal, it's a scandal, such a scandal) Now Stephen's in the dock for spending money that was earned By Christine, and the prosecution says that money burned A hole in Stephen's pocket, for expensive sins he yearned It may be false, it may be true But nothing has been proved In the news a suicide note, in the court an empty space Even Mandy's looking worried, Christine's pale and drawn "Please, please me"'s number one (It's a scandal, it's a scandal, such a scandal) Last night he wrote these words to his friend: "Sorry about the mess" "I'm guilty 'til proved innocent in the public eye and press" The funeral's very quiet, because all his friends have fled They may be false, they may be true They've all got better things to do They may be false, they may be true But nothing has been proved, ooh Nothing Nothing has been proved No, nothing Nothing No, nothing Nothing No, nothing Nothing No, nothing Nothing No, nothing
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