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Nothing Precious at All Lyrics
I been people watching again
I think they watch me too
There's a new girl at the coffee house
She's got first day blues
She's got red hair and a motorbike
And lime green shoes
A mohair hat and a summers dress
And black tattoos
And then she fly away
In her high heel feet
And her fire dress
And she's throwing things
That took her time to save it up
And buy what's special
Then she look around
And sees what's left
And it's nothing much
Nothing precious at all
Nothing precious at all
Gonna drink herself to sleep tonight
And that's nothing new
She goes out almost nine every night
And gets high as the moon
She takes photographs of American cars
Where she went to school
She likes fireworks and candlelight
And fake bad news
And then she fly away
In her high heel feet
And her fire dress
And she's throwing things
That took her time to save it up
And buy what's special
Then she look around
And sees what's left
And it's nothing much
Nothing precious at all
Nothing precious at all
Nothing precious at all
Is she a loner or a mother's girl
That's up to you
She got fine lines round her tired eyes
And they're painted blue
She could sleep around with anyone
If she wanted to
Gotta go my time is up right now
Got stuff to do
I think they watch me too
There's a new girl at the coffee house
She's got first day blues
And lime green shoes
A mohair hat and a summers dress
And black tattoos
In her high heel feet
And her fire dress
And she's throwing things
That took her time to save it up
And buy what's special
Then she look around
And sees what's left
And it's nothing much
Nothing precious at all
Nothing precious at all
And that's nothing new
She goes out almost nine every night
And gets high as the moon
Where she went to school
She likes fireworks and candlelight
And fake bad news
In her high heel feet
And her fire dress
And she's throwing things
That took her time to save it up
And buy what's special
Then she look around
And sees what's left
And it's nothing much
Nothing precious at all
Nothing precious at all
That's up to you
She got fine lines round her tired eyes
And they're painted blue
She could sleep around with anyone
If she wanted to
Gotta go my time is up right now
Got stuff to do
Song Info
Submitted by
redraven On Nov 15, 2004
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i was a new girl at a coffee house! I have black tatoos, lime green shoes and (have never owned) a motorbike. i like fireworks and candle light and own summer dresses and high heeled shoes. its' my song! shame i'v not got red hair.
This song reminds me of Traffic from Word Gets Around. Its just about him looking at someone and guessing what their life is like. I think this is my favourite SP album, but I love them all.
my favourite of all the phonics songs...and thats saying something!
makes me smile that he actually took the time to watch this person, how much he knew about her i dont know, i dont know if shes fictional or not either, but illustrates a truly unique, interesting character