Stacey has informed me that
The 60s borrowed 20s fashion
Ive lost all sense of city taste
Ill pick out all my favourite garms
And wear them with the tightest passion
Ive lost the feeling in my face

The jeweller blew me away
With his demands of green
To circle fingers in gold
Ill need a man less mean

Im leaving pink for uv to see

Getting into flowers it seems
Birds a current living hobby
I neednt dress for the wild of life
Its pointless to complete with petals
Collars flapping, never take off
So de-wing with my pocket knife

The jeweller blew me away
With his demands of green
To circle fingers in gold
Ill need a man less mean

Im leaving pink for uv to see

The jeweller blew me away
With his demands of green
To circle fingers in gold
Ill need a man less mean

Im leaving pink for uv to see x2