It's saturday night Don't it feel like a Sunday in some ways If you had any sense You'd maybe go away for a few days
And be that as it may You can only say that you're lonely You are just a young girl You're working your way through the phoneys
And coffee on, milk's gone It's a sad light unfading And yourself, you touch Ooh, not too much, baby They say it's degrading
Your friends they are making A pop star or two every evening And you know that seems backward They can't see the patterns they're weaving
Your skin's so light You'd like maybe to go to bed soon So just close your eyes If you're to rise up before noon
And high heels and car wheels They are losers, they are groovin', yeah Oh, your dreams, strange things Images are moving, all around
Young girl blues
It's Saturday night Don't it feel like a Sunday in some ways? If you had any sense You'd be there lady, oh baby for a few days
And be that as it may Well you can only say that I'm so lonely And you are just a young girl Working your way
Just a young girl Young girl blues, young girl blues Watch out for the phoney I say, you are just a young girl, ooh yeah You are just a young girl, ooh yeah baby You're just working your way You're just working your way Through the pho- , through the phoneys, yeah Work your way, baby You've got the young girl blues You've got the young girl blues Come on baby, I'm gonna be there soon You, you, you've got those young girl blues I sayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
