i) I sat on the roof
And kicked off Kate Moss -
For a few of her verses had got me quite cross

ii) If I were a sculptor
Or then again - no;
Or a man who makes cushions in a travelling show...

The story:

i) The idea of Elton John suddenly deciding he couldn't work with this woman any more, and no doubt ditching her in favour of Bernie Taupin as a co-writer, was pretty much self-evident to me. I had a shrewd feeling that anyone forced into close company with Kate Moss would either want to (i) blot it out with lots of hard drugs, as her last boyfriend famously did; or
ii) physically throw her off a very high roof.

Then somebody pointed out to me that Elton recorded "Your Song" in 1969, in which year Ms Moss was still actually unborn and would remain so for a further twelve years until 1978.

Whoops......

and as for (ii) - the idea of an itinerant travelling upholsteror and haberdasher actually made a lot of sense to me, maybe one who sewed up your torn antimicassar while you waited, at a travelling crafts show... again, the reality was more banal than this and provoked a "whoops..." moment.