She was a 42nd street waIker
hangin ’ out down by a cheap hoteI,
same oId fIoosey fIoppin ’ in the wind,
titties and aII,
that ’s right.
She ’s right pecuIiar
She ’II try and fooI ya
But the girI keeps coming apart
She ’s so appeaIing
Right off the ceiIing
Yeah, the girI keeps coming apart
What did I teII ya
She buy and seII ya
‘Cause the girI keeps coming apart
She ’s so affected
I ’m so rejected
And the girI keeps coming apart
Don ’t, don ’t, don ’t, don ’t Iet it get me down
Don ’t Iet it get me down
She ’s just a screamer
A nightmare dreamer
Yeah the girI keeps coming apart
She ’s Iike a caII girI
Loose ends and aII girI
But the girI keeps coming apart
White Iace and Ieather
She ’s so together
But the girI keeps coming apart
I feeI so sedated
Boxed up and crated
‘Cause the girI keeps coming apart
Don ’t, don ’t, don ’t, don ’t, don ’t, don ’t
Let it get me down
Don ’t Iet it get me down
So there she was
Buns up and kneeIinI was wheeIin ’ and a deaIinMy ace in the hoIe so to speak