(Mark Hollis / Tim Friese-Greene)
Dum the dum dum girl
The dum dum girl the dum dum girl
Another sigh with no regret
More coins inside her hands
One time to own respect
Now mercenary she stands
I’m no boy
Stealing pennies from the poor
Break it down
Can’t you see she’s
Dum the dum dum girl
The dum dum girl the dum dum girl
Another hand upon her hair
Time probably erased distaste
And so she’s left
Where guilt is out of place
I’m no boy
Stealing pennies from the poor
Break it down
Can’t you se
e she’s
Dum the dum dum girl
The dum dum girl the dum dum girl
