She’s been dancing in a topless bar And she doing well so far She is working to earn her own dollar ‘Coz the fortune teller didn’t talk about stars
(chorus) She has B&W eyes A mind full of vintage squibs She has B&W eyes A mind full of cheering lives
She needs something To keep her feet on the ground ‘Coz when she’s flying around She never wants to come back down She lost her smile in ’95 When she woke up on the back seat of a studded car
(repeat chorus)
‘think I lost her at 24 When she started to lock herself behind the bathroom door
All along the white line She can travel back in time All along the white line
All along the white line She can travel back in time All along the white line
I’m on my way looking up today Never mind if it could be worthing Tuesday flies away