Purple Prose lyrics

I'm a tourist, World at my feet. Across hither and dither and hither and dither and hither and dither wont fall off my seat. I've a camera, Keep my photos in a book. The more i keep shooting and shooting and shooting and shooting and shooting and shooting, The less i have to look. Im a tourist I'm a tourist Oh Cairo where did you go, Oh Cairo where did you go, Oh Cairo where did you go, Oh Cairo where have you gone (where have you gone x3) You're an Oyster, That's food for thought, Whats not for sale, for sale for sale for sale for sale for sale for sale cannot be bought. I'm a tourist I'm a tourist Oh Cairo where did you go, Oh Cairo where did you go, Oh Cairo where did you go, Oh Cairo where did you go, Oh Cairo where did you go, Oh Cairo where did you go, Oh Cairo where did you go, Oh Cairo where have you gone (where have you gone x3)