Halloweens
Lady
Letterman jacket, cowboy hat
Western suits in your London flat
Lemon popsicle, DVD
Two years in the L.S.E
Television, Richard Hell
Handmade jewelry you undersell
Karaoke for twenty-three
My friends think you're to young for me

The easy life is a boxing ring
But people wound up hitting up the real thing
So go another round get another beer
While you're the brightest star in here

I'm your lady, I'm your lady, I'm your lady
So shine a little light on me

Famous father broke his nose
At the house in France where no one goes
Works from home in his dressing gown
On relationships that he can't hold down
Daddy's musics back in vogue
And that old dog's gone on the road
So you resent his absence even more
When he buys you the one on the lower ground floor