Nick Garrie

Stephanie City

Album: The Nightmare Of J.B. Stanislas [2010]
Author: Nick Garrie

She doesn’t have a lot of friends

She never leaves a name

She says she’ll get there in the end

But for now it’s just the same

 

My lover ain’t like other girls

That folks are proud to meet

She’s not in church on sundays

She walks the street

 

They say that only money

Can make this creature smile

And whatever she may give you

Is rented for a while

 

My lover ain’t like other girls

That folks are proud to meet

She’s not in church on sundays

She walks the street

 

She’s analysed in magazines

They say her greed will make her die

She’s criticized by most it seems

Especially those whom she’s seen cry

 

My lover ain’t like other girls

That folks are proud to meet

She’s not in church on sundays

She walks the street

 

When city dawn is breaking

She comes home silently

And though it’s sleep I’m faking

She just laughs at me

And she comes to me so softly

Starling with a broken wing

And she speaks her love in silence

She’s a gentle thing

 

My lover ain’t like other girls

That folks are proud to meet

She’s not in church on sundays

She walks the street