May Lannoye

The girl at the back

The one with the hat

Shops at Camden lock for vintage

Clothes and shit frocks

Wears cowboy boots and jeans

Ripped denim by the sea

Dances with celebrities

On Monday night in our city

The girl with black hair

The one with pale skin

Tells us Corydon's got nothing on this city

Wears 50's clothing

Has a thing for indie kids

Sits and chats to her friends

Over coffee and a cigarette.

Want to dance but I'll look stupid

She tells me I'm just being stupid

The girl at the back

The one that I had

But I lost because I think I moved to fast

The one with black hair

Who thinks she's everything

Carries a rough trade bag

Because she thinks it makes her look hip

The girl with black hair

Who thinks that I care

But I don't because I'm just far to selfish

Who gets everything

Because her dad pays for it

Gets everywhere on money but no where on skill