Summer of 69
On the streets where you live girls talk about their social lives
They're made of lipstick plastic and paint, a touch of sable in their eyes
All your life, all your life, all you've asked is whens your Daddy gonna talk to you
But you were living in another world tryin' to get a message through
No one heard a single word you said
They should have seen in it your eyes, what was going round your head
Ooh, shes a little runaway
Daddys girl learned fast all those things he couldn't say
Ooh, shes a little runaway
A different line every night, guarenteed to blow you
They're made of lipstick plastic and paint, a touch of sable in their eyes
All your life, all your life, all you've asked is whens your Daddy gonna talk to you
But you were living in another world tryin' to get a message through
No one heard a single word you said
They should have seen in it your eyes, what was going round your head
Ooh, shes a little runaway
Daddys girl learned fast all those things he couldn't say
Ooh, shes a little runaway
A different line every night, guarenteed to blow you
Hey Presto!
She starts out motherly taking you out for tea.
You get you're drinks for free hey presto happy families!
Sometimes when she's not right she pulls her purse strings tight.
And then we get into a fight, we're losing her again oh!
The world is all she wants, never before has she needed us more.
Things used to be different when we were happy friends.
Even the times it was pretend, still happy in the end.
When did it all go wrong? Was it wrong all along?
When did we stop turning you on?
We're losing her again, oh!
The world is all she wants, never before has she needed us more.