My little girl
won`t you come with me
come with me
tell me
Is there something to do
I`m going crazy with boredom
come with me
tell me
Grey sky over a black town
I can feel depression
all around
you`ve got your leather boots on
I can`t stand another drink
it`s surprising this town
doesn`t sink
you`ve got your leather boots on
Your pretty dress is oil stained
from working too hard
for too little
you`ve got your leather boots on
You`re feeling the boredom too
I`d gladly go with you
I`d put your leather boots on
I`d put your pretty dress on
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