Goldfinger – Man in the Suitcase

I’d invite you back to my place

I know its mine because it holds my suitcase

It looks home to me all right

But it’s a hundred miles from yesterday night

Must I be the man in a suitcase

Is it me, the man with the stranger’s face

Must I be a man in a suitcase

Another key for my collection

My insecurity is straight to my rejection

But in my flying cage you’ll never get to know me well

The world’s my oyster, my hotel room’s a prison cell

Must I be the man in a suitcase

Is it me, the man with the stranger’s face

Must I be a man in a suitcase

Why wont you go back to my place

I know its mine because it holds my suitcase

It looks like home to me all right

But it’s a hundred miles from yesterday night

Must I be the man in a suitcase

Is it me, the man with the stranger’s face

Must I be the man in a suitcase

Is it me, the man with the stranger’s face

Must I be the man in a suitcase

Is it me, the man with the stranger’s face

Must I be the man in a suitcase

Is it me, the man in a suitcase