: She can't help it, the girl can't help it You can find her scratching around in the dark Just another candle chasing a spark You can find her screaming
: Well look out sunshine here they go They got yesterday's heroes and last night clothes You're a game old boy judging by the way you walk Well there
: Jesus stole my baby Jesus stole my girl He took her away for an hour every sunday And cut all of her beautiful curls She was always easy seven days
: Ah-aah-ah... Well once I was persuaded to open up my head I told them how it was and went and got it wrong instead I said would you believe me if
: Well let me tell you something let me tell you so This could be the one thing that you really need to know You got to stop once in a while and shake
: Well just slow down come on Lupe Brown Tell Desdemona that I'm ready to leave Well she's nothing much to look at and she's hard to believe, Don't go
: Babydoll Do you believe they?ll catch you when you fall? And when morning comes The sun is gonna shine Don?t forget your minor key's Your half lit
: Tell me where you been to Point me to the door I've seen you around But I really can't be sure If all the action men are busy Climbing up the wall
: VERSE Well ask me that question oh ask me again When you swore that you knew me you didn't say when Happiness, Happiness comes in a jar You're a brave
: Well Shorty's into ballet She does it in the alley Sells it when the kid goes All around the discos You can see him crashin' All after a fashion
: Just because she feeds me well and she made me talk dirty in a pink hotel doesn't mean she's got eyes for me she might just want my bones you see hey
: Well she wants to be a singer in the band Maybe I'll give the girl a hand & a mircophone Looks like she's all alone She can bring a friend though she
: Well the room was pink and the signs were serious Paperback dolls being slapped delirious Feeling like a joke int he bar underneath And it was saturday
: How can the things she said all possibly be true? That everything I ever got I give to you Is this a bam up? Oh cause this is sick you know You know
: Henrietta we got no flowers for you Just these three miserable cunts sitting on the back seat banging on the off beat we know you love us and you probably
: Filthy rag dolls in the bed I cant listen to what they said Don?t get silly don?t get so sick get some trousers and get some quick All the wasters
: I said I don't get out too much I said She said you said I said two times instead I said oh please please please no, your just not funny ya know So