Текст песни Marianne Faithfull - Young Girl Blues
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It`s Saturday night, it feels like a Sunday in some ways.If I had any sense I`d maybe go away for a few days.Be that as it may, I can only say I am lonely,I am but a young girl, working my way through the phonies.Coffee on, milk gone, a sad light by fading,Myself I touch, but not too much, I hear it`s degrading.The flowers on my stockings are wilting away in the midnight.The book I am reading is one man`s opinion of moonlight.My skin is so white, I`d like maybe to go to bed soon,Closing my eyes, if I`m to rise up before noon.High heels, car wheels, the losers are grooving.My dream, strange seem images are moving.My friends, they are making a pop star or two every evening.I know that scene backwards, they can`t see the patterns they`re weaving.My friends they are models but I soon got over that one.I sit in my one room, a little brought-down in London.Coffee on, milk gone, a sad light by fading,Myself I touch, but not too much, I hear it`s degrading.La la la la la, la la la la la la la la la.La la la la la, la la la la la la la la la.La la la la, la la la la la ...