Various Artists Follow

You've not heard from her
She's gone now, back in England
She got spirit, will go farther

But she can't see the romance in the color of your schemes
The color of your schemes, oh

But you know and I, that all girls are fly
And all men must die for their cars

Why blunder? there's no wonder
You've been feeling six foot under
Make it happen, you
It could happen

But don't forget to turn the light off
If you're last to leave
If you're last to leave here

'Cos you know and I that all girls are fly
And all men must die for their cars

And you know and I that all men are fly
And all girls must die or something

And all girls must die or something
And all girls must die or something
And all girls must die or something
...

You've not heard from her
She's gone now, back in England