Texty:
The Fratellis Costello Music

La la la La la la La la la Well, she said I know but I just can't tell Everything that you've just been saying Lucy was there as well in the dark When

Well, she wants to be a singer in the band Maybe I'll give the girl a hand and a mircophone looks like she's all alone She can bring a friend though she

Well, I met her in a bar The men with big guitars were playin' And I listened with my ears But I couldn?t hear what she was sayin' I guess she talked

Now Vince was a loner, a loveable stoner He lived in a bluebird, spelled his name backwards He's so pretty, he always looks shitty Born on a Monday, such

Well just because she feeds me well And she made me talk dirty in a pink hotel Doesn't mean she's got eyes for me She might just want my bones you see

Whistle for the boys now don't be shy Give us all a song and a reason why Baby got the bones and a hand me down Says her heart is black but her eyes are

Well, you must be a girl with shoes like that She said, "You know me well" I'll see you and little Steven and Joanna 'Round the back of my hotel, oh yeah

: I said I don't get out too much I said She said you said I said two times instead I said oh please please please no, your just not funny ya know So

: Well you must be a girl with shoes like that She said you know me well I seen you and little steven and Joanna Round the back of my hotel oh yeah