In their eyes is a place that you finally discovered
That you love each year, you've got to stay
On the bottom of the rock, an island
On which you find you love it when you twitch
You feel that itch in you pettycoat
Your pretty pretty pettycoat
Then you smiled, he got wild
You didn't understand that there's money to be made
Beauty is a card that must get played
By organisation
And ooh la, she was such a good girl to me
And ooh la, the world just chewed her up, and spat her out
And ooh la, she was such a good girl to me
And ooh la, the world just chewed her up, and spat her out
The world can be a very big place
So be yourself don't get out of place
Love your mum and love him twice
Go to Hollywood and pay the price
Oh go to Hollywood
And don't be a star, it's such a drag
Take care of yourself, don't begin to lag
It's a hard life to live, so live it well
I'll be your friend and not in pretend
I know you girl
In all situations
And ooh la, she was such a good girl to me
And ooh la, the world just chewed her up, and spat her out
And ooh la, she was such a good girl to me
And ooh la, the world just chewed her up, and spat her out
Pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty
Pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty pettycoat
Pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty
Pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty pettycoat
In all situations
And ooh la, she was such a good girl to me
And ooh la, the world just chewed her up, and spat her out
And ooh la, she was such a good girl to me
And ooh la, the world just chewed her up, and spat her out
когда он от неё уходит к той любимой другой
и надеется "с ней будет лучше!"
та, покинутая, брошенная судьбой
и им. занимается поиском нового мужа,
себя, собаки, ищет всё что можноо вообще найти.
верит в хорошее светлое будущее.
собирает дома всех тех, кто не сможет уйти.
только сердце колет боль рвущая.
и она представляет как он
с тобой любимой другой счастлив.
тут же гонит о нём мысли вон
и становится снова дурашлив-
ой. словно год назад, милым ребенком
с почти не разбитым сердцем.
запивающей водой кальций с цинком
и почти нащедшим в обществе место.
а потом появился этот.
он ушёл и сейчас думает не о ней.
но когда то и та любимая станет чужой.
он проснется ночью в поту, оденется побыстрей
и провоет "черт, когда наконец домой?"