stevie baker street

(With apologies to Gerry Rafferty's 'Baker Street')

Windin' your way down on Baker street

Stevie's light in his head and dead on his feet

Well another crazy day

He'll drink the night away

And forget about everything 

The tribunal makes him feel so cold

It's got 'Buckets' Stewie Lowe but it's got no soul

And it's taking them so long

To find out they were wrong

Stevie thought they'd cite Cameron Ling

He used to think that taggin' was so easy

Baker used to say to Rooey it was so easy...

But he was lyin'

Stevie's tryin', right now

4 weeks and then he'll be happy

Just give Baker 4 and he'll be happy

But he's cryin'

Stevie's dyin', right now

Down at Moorabin there's a rookie in his place

Number 10 guernsey, a footy for a face

And he asks Baker where he's been

Asks Stevie what he's seen

And they talk about 'Big Carl Ditterich'

Baker dreams about Stevie J's right hand

He gets on the booze, has a one night stand

Then he settles down, (in Lorne - a Tidy Town)

And forgets about everything

But you know he'll always keep taggin'

You know Baker's never gonna stop taggin'

Cos he's Big Carl reincarnated in pint-sized form

Stevie wakes up to a new mornin'

He's got a shiner, but it's a new morning

You're gone Baker

9 weeks cold.