High heels all those car wheels
Yourself you touch, but not too much
Be that as it may, you can't only say you're lonely
All the losers are groovin'
Be that as it may, you can't only say, you are lonely
Certain people tell you it's degrading
You put the coffee on and all the milk's gone
You've heard it's degrading
Such a sad light and fading
It's Saturday night, it feels like a Sunday in some ways
Yourself you touch, but not too much
Such a sad light and fading
If you had any sense, you would maybe go away for a few days
Through the phoneys
Images are moving
You are but a young girl and you're working your way
You are but a young girl and you're working your way
Your dreams such a strange scene
Coffee on, all the milk's gone
