Pretty in Pink

Caroline laughs as it's raining all day
She loves to be one of the girls
She lives in the place in the side of our lives
Where nothing is ever put straight

She turns herself 'round, and she smiles and she says
"This is it, that's the end of the joke"
And loses herself in her dreaming and sleep
And her lovers walk through in their coats

Pretty in pink
Isn't she?
Pretty in pink
Isn't she?

All of her lovers, all talk of her notes
Of the flowers that they never sent
And wasn't she easy?
Isn't she pretty in pink?

The one who insists he was first in the line
Is the last to remember her name
He's walking around in this dress that she wore
She's gone, but the joke's the same

Pretty in pink
Isn't she?
Pretty in pink
Isn't she?

Caroline talks to you softly, sometimes
She says, "I love you and too much"
She doesn't have anything you want to steal
Well, nothing you can touch

She waves, she buttons your shirt
The traffic is waiting outside
She hands you this coat
She gives you her clothes, these cars collide

Pretty in pink
Isn't she?
Pretty in pink
Isn't she?

Pretty in pink
Isn't she?
Pretty in pink
Isn't she?

Pretty in pink

Pretty in pink

Pretty in pink
(Pretty in pink)



Credits
Writer(s): John Ashton, Richard Lofthouse Butler, Timothy Butler, Vincent Davey, Duncan Kilburn, Roger Morris
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