

My suit is pressed,
my shoes are clean
The neatest alibi you've ever seen
At nine o'clock I read the news
Far from the docks and muddy shoes
But on the rug a single thread Of velvet green has turned
to red
Oh, the velvet alibi falls away
(ooh-yeah) A stitch too loose in the light of day
It was a perfect crime,
a master plan
Undone by the sleeve of a polite man
The inspector smiled and took his tea
He found the fiber by my knee
I blamed the coat,
I blamed the rain
But irony is hard to explain
A cheap mistake, a tiny tear
Now I've got fifteen years to spare
No alibi is truly tight When you slip out into the night
Just one loose thread,
a careless stitch
And you are
face down in the ditch (hahaha)
Oh, the velvet alibi falls away (so long) A stitch too loose
in the light of day It was a perfect crime,
a master plan
Undone by the sleeve of a polite man