Versuri Nothing Precious At All

  
I been people watching again 
I think they watch me too 
There's a new girl at the coffee house 
She's got first day blues 
 
She's got red hair and a motorbike 
And lime green shoes 
A mohair hat and a summers dress 
And black tattoos 
 
And then she fly away 
In her high heel feet 
And her fire dress 
And she's throwing things 
That took her time to save it up 
And buy what's special 
Then she look around 
And sees what's left 
And it's nothing much 
Nothing precious at all 
Nothing precious at all 
 
Gonna drink herself to sleep tonight 
And that's nothing new 
She goes out almost nine every night 
And gets high as the moon 
 
She takes photographs of American cars 
Where she went to school 
She likes fireworks and candlelight 
And fake bad news 
 
And then she fly away 
In her high heel feet 
And her fire dress 
And she's throwing things 
That took her time to save it up 
And buy what's special 
Then she look around 
And sees what's left 
And it's nothing much 
Nothing precious at all 
Nothing precious at all 
 
Nothing precious at all 
 
Is she a loner or a mother's girl 
That's up to you 
She got fine lines round her tired eyes 
And they're painted blue 
She could sleep around with anyone 
If she wanted to 
Gotta go my time is up right now 
Got stuff to do