Young Girl Blues Lyrics - Donovan Leitch

A Saturday night 

It feels like a Sunday in some ways 

If you had any sense 

You'd maybe go 'way for a few days 

Be that as it may 

You can't only say you were lonely 

You are but a young girl 

Working your way thru the phoneys 

Caf on, milk gone 

Such a sad light unfading 

Yourself you touch 

But not too much 

You hear it's degrading 

The flowers on your stockings 

Wilting away in the midnight 

The book you are reading 

Is one man's opinion of moonlight 

Your skin is so white 

You'd like maybe to go to bed soon 

Just closing your eyes 

If you're to rise up before noon 

High heels, car wheels 

All the losers are groovin' 

Your dream, strange scene 

Images are movin' 

Your friends they are all making 

A pop star or two every evening 

And you know that scene backwards, 

They can't see the patterns they're weaving 

Your friends they're all models 

But you soon got over that one 

You sit in your one room 

A little brought down in London 

Caf on, milk gone 

Such a sad light unfading 

Yourself you touch 

But not too much 

You've heard it's degrading 

A Saturday night 

It feels like a Sunday in some ways 

If you had any sense 

You'd maybe go 'way for a few days 

Be that as it may 

You can't only say you were lonely 

You are but a young girl 

And you're working your way thru the phoneys