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