Soul Girl
Soul girl
She won't commit
The lesson
Past or present
Uptown West 91st
The night is young
Waiting for the comedown
The comedown
Bodega confidants
A dollar buys you a taste of heaven
On Amsterdam
He's got a knife in his hand
Guess I better run now
Run now
Hemophiliac advertisements
On city benches
Nike Air Force 1's
Damn
Downtown
Jumped a turnstile
I turned around
She pushed me down below
Down below
I don't know what else to say
It's been eight years and I've changed
Soul girl
I think I gotta get away
I've changed
I've changed
Soul girl
You're the keeper of the peace
All right, all right
New romantics
Write slick poetry in privacy
All night, all night
I kept the meter running
Bet you didn't see it coming
Soul girl
You're my kind of anarchy
I like the way you think
All right, all right
Black magic
She's a witchy woman
#7 in the Crystal Ledger
Off-time
The clock unwinds
A gin on ice
She likes him in a suit and tie
Behind private eyes
I think I'm going insane
It's been eight years
You're the same
Soul girl
I think I gotta get away
I've changed, I've changed
Soul girl
You're the keeper of the peace
All right, all right
New romantics
Write slick poetry in privacy
All night, all night
I kept the meter running
Bet you didn't see it coming
Soul girl
You're my kind of anarchy
I like the way you think
All right, all right
I've changed
I've changed
I've changed
I've changed
I've changed
I've changed
She won't commit
The lesson
Past or present
Uptown West 91st
The night is young
Waiting for the comedown
The comedown
Bodega confidants
A dollar buys you a taste of heaven
On Amsterdam
He's got a knife in his hand
Guess I better run now
Run now
Hemophiliac advertisements
On city benches
Nike Air Force 1's
Damn
Downtown
Jumped a turnstile
I turned around
She pushed me down below
Down below
I don't know what else to say
It's been eight years and I've changed
Soul girl
I think I gotta get away
I've changed
I've changed
Soul girl
You're the keeper of the peace
All right, all right
New romantics
Write slick poetry in privacy
All night, all night
I kept the meter running
Bet you didn't see it coming
Soul girl
You're my kind of anarchy
I like the way you think
All right, all right
Black magic
She's a witchy woman
#7 in the Crystal Ledger
Off-time
The clock unwinds
A gin on ice
She likes him in a suit and tie
Behind private eyes
I think I'm going insane
It's been eight years
You're the same
Soul girl
I think I gotta get away
I've changed, I've changed
Soul girl
You're the keeper of the peace
All right, all right
New romantics
Write slick poetry in privacy
All night, all night
I kept the meter running
Bet you didn't see it coming
Soul girl
You're my kind of anarchy
I like the way you think
All right, all right
I've changed
I've changed
I've changed
I've changed
I've changed
I've changed
Credits
Writer(s): Harry Metzler
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