For The Girl
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Well, she said I know, but I just can't tell
Everything that you've just been saying
Lucy was there as well in the dark
When the kids in the band were playing
No-one can hear a word I tell
What the girl was singing
See, she must've been 16 or 18
I'm just past caring
She was into the Stones when
I was into the Roses
She was breaking my bones when
I was busting their noses
She would tell me a secret
I would lose it the next day
Young love pleases you easy
Makes you sick in a bad way
And all the while the girls sang
"La-la-la," she sang
Kickings for my sweetheart
Bruises that I just don't miss
And she said, "I can't love you any more than this!"
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Oh, she said, she said, "No, no, no, no"
Then again, "Yes, why don't you kill me?"
I said, "Wait a minute, stop right there
Sweetheart, you know that don't thrill me"
Said I would've been there if only you had been a little bit nicer
I was dead by Sunday, half dead skint just trying to please her
She was getting the pills when
I was into her best friend
She was chasing the thrills
And living down at the West End
She was pretty in braces
I lived out of her window
She said, "Take me to London"
Tell me something I don't know
And all the while the girls sang
"La-la-la," she sang
Kickings for my sweetheart
Bruises that I just don't miss
And she said, "I can't love you any more than this!"
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
She was into the Stones when
I was into the Roses
She was breaking my bones when
I was busting their noses
She would tell me a secret
I would lose it the next day
Young love pleases you easy
Makes you sick in a bad way
And all the while the girls sang
"La la la," she sang
Kickings for my sweetheart
Bruises that I just don't miss
And she said, "I don't like you
You can't stand me
I can't love you any more than this"
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Well, she said I know, but I just can't tell
Everything that you've just been saying
Lucy was there as well in the dark
When the kids in the band were playing
No-one can hear a word I tell
What the girl was singing
See, she must've been 16 or 18
I'm just past caring
She was into the Stones when
I was into the Roses
She was breaking my bones when
I was busting their noses
She would tell me a secret
I would lose it the next day
Young love pleases you easy
Makes you sick in a bad way
And all the while the girls sang
"La-la-la," she sang
Kickings for my sweetheart
Bruises that I just don't miss
And she said, "I can't love you any more than this!"
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Oh, she said, she said, "No, no, no, no"
Then again, "Yes, why don't you kill me?"
I said, "Wait a minute, stop right there
Sweetheart, you know that don't thrill me"
Said I would've been there if only you had been a little bit nicer
I was dead by Sunday, half dead skint just trying to please her
She was getting the pills when
I was into her best friend
She was chasing the thrills
And living down at the West End
She was pretty in braces
I lived out of her window
She said, "Take me to London"
Tell me something I don't know
And all the while the girls sang
"La-la-la," she sang
Kickings for my sweetheart
Bruises that I just don't miss
And she said, "I can't love you any more than this!"
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
She was into the Stones when
I was into the Roses
She was breaking my bones when
I was busting their noses
She would tell me a secret
I would lose it the next day
Young love pleases you easy
Makes you sick in a bad way
And all the while the girls sang
"La la la," she sang
Kickings for my sweetheart
Bruises that I just don't miss
And she said, "I don't like you
You can't stand me
I can't love you any more than this"
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Writer(s): John Lawler
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