Stephen Fretwell - Coney lyrics

She wants to buy a little place in the middle of nowhere at all And leave the sound of the fair to the other girls But every beat goes boom cha-cha boom cha boom and the night draws in and the collagen delights and she's fallen down again The little lights on the floor are delighted to be seeing at all And somewhere else might be just where she needs to grace But the band goes boom cha-cha boom cha boom and the lights go up Where the water might be laid on the bottom of the floor All her time, dispensing, from her blue jeans Fall in the old river Where the light pours down when the night's been long She's got a little bit of money in the side of her skirt, waiting for her And forty light blue and yellow shoe cross ties But still the band it goes boom cha-cha boom cha boom And the lights go down All the boys are in the back There's always something they want All her life, depending, on a little gold pipe Sniff sniff and a little water She might not get up, but she might The stone stairs to, a black door through, into a hallway, and then a gla** green lamplight. Maybe tonight But probably no There's Someone here she doesn't know There might be someway else...