She was swinging from her handbag on the King's Road,
fresh from boarding school and double-barreled shame.
Now there are worms in her skin, she's razor thin, her eyes are pinned,
I get the "daddy never noticed" story again.
She takes me to her house in the city
Her gaze as vacant as a byline in the news
And I reach in disbelief and resign myself
She's slumming it in someone else's shoes
Burberry Blue Eyes
This town is not so small
If you take everyone to bed
And leave the lights all on
Somebody will see it all
The details; your midnight operations
The tears you've been spreading around
And your story's so predictable
You spent too long just hangin' around
Hangin' around
Well, she was brought up from a distance by the usual
Rattlers and tattlers from the best guarded schools
Auditioning to be an obituary in the Daily Mail
The yawning scandal of the daughter of the duchess breaking rules
Burberry Blue Eyes
This town is not so small
If you bang him in the car
And leave the doors wide open
Somebody will see it all
You're becoming so predictable
You spent too long
Just hangin' around
Hangin' around
And I get plugged in another phony party
Convinced that now there's really nothing left to lose
And I turn around and watch der disappearing
He's got his hand in her pocket; she's got her eye on his shoes
And I know I've been converted to old currency
Somebody new will guarantee your bootleg soul
I be her proof of purchase counter trophy
And help her die a little more, deeper in her hole
Burberry Blue Eyes
I guess we're just not meant to be
If you blow him in the club
And leave your eyes wide open
Somebody is going to see
The details; your midnight operations
The tears you've been swallowing down
And your story's so predictable
The end so unavoidable
I've never seen you earn your thrills
You've spent too long
Just hangin' around
Burberry Blue Eyes
Burberry Blue Eyes
Burberry Blue Eyes
Burberry Blue Eyes