I look at her photographs Hiding behind a laugh I stare at her hazy eyes They make for good disguise and I wonder how she dreams Sometimes it seems She's got it figured out What I don't know about
Chours I know she's fine Running through the night time And she gets by I wonder where she hides Where Can I find another There There goes my broken lover (there goes my broken lover)
She looks like a beauty queen Cut from a magazine She got golden locks of hair She kills me with her stare and She says she won't date no boys Got no use for toys But then I see her flirt with a Poor man that she's gonna hurt
I know she's fine Running through the night time And she gets by I wonder where she hides Where Can I find another There There goes my broken lover
And when she smiles I see it last How many miles she's comes to pass
I know she's fine Running through the night time And she gets by I wonder where she hides Where Can I find another There There goes my broken lover
Where Can I find another There There goes my broken lover