Supermarkets
When she was younger sometimes
She'd meet men in the afternoon
She might find herself
In a strangers room
With all the time in the world
She'd drive around this town
And we would all stare and wonder
They say that she had someone
Who'd do anything she'd say
They never did have a family
And now he's gone away
With all the time in the world
She'd drive around this town
And we would all stare and wonder
What kept her around, with
Too much sun up in the sky
Too much time on her hands
Too much hope in the air
Too much not making plans
Too much blood in her veins
Too much shine in her hair
Too much life in her limbs
With too much burning down there
As free as a flag
As high as a pole
In this town you just can't see that you're getting old
Now she's stealing from supermarkets
Store detectives they all know her name
And when they see her
They say oh no! Not her again!
With all the time in the world
She'd drive around this town
And we would all stare and wonder
What kept her around with
Too much sun up in the sky
Too much time on her hands
Too much hope in the air
Too much not making plans
Too much blood in her veins
Too much shine in her hair
Too much life in her limbs
With too much burning down there
She'd meet men in the afternoon
She might find herself
In a strangers room
With all the time in the world
She'd drive around this town
And we would all stare and wonder
They say that she had someone
Who'd do anything she'd say
They never did have a family
And now he's gone away
With all the time in the world
She'd drive around this town
And we would all stare and wonder
What kept her around, with
Too much sun up in the sky
Too much time on her hands
Too much hope in the air
Too much not making plans
Too much blood in her veins
Too much shine in her hair
Too much life in her limbs
With too much burning down there
As free as a flag
As high as a pole
In this town you just can't see that you're getting old
Now she's stealing from supermarkets
Store detectives they all know her name
And when they see her
They say oh no! Not her again!
With all the time in the world
She'd drive around this town
And we would all stare and wonder
What kept her around with
Too much sun up in the sky
Too much time on her hands
Too much hope in the air
Too much not making plans
Too much blood in her veins
Too much shine in her hair
Too much life in her limbs
With too much burning down there
Credits
Writer(s): Ezio Lunedei
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