A very neatly-executed bluesy number of considerable sophistication. I prefer it to anything on "Crime of the Century" and to many of their more famous songs. Please note that the heavily-tattooed breasts that adorn the front cover of the album have never held any great personal appeal for me. Your mileage may differ.

I think this song is possibly Supertramp's best, though I think it could have been better too. The lilting first verse is particularly striking, although as the song builds, the shrillness of Roger Hodgson's voice becomes wearing and there is an excess of repetition. The instrumental breaks in particular show one of the band's more positive characteristics - a jazz-inspired rhythmic urgency, and the sax solos are as excellent as always.