Girl In Port, A Lyrics - Stage Names - Okkervil River

Let fall your soft and swaying skirt 

Let fall your shoes, let fall your shirt 

I'm not the ladykilling sort 

Enough to hurt a girl in port 

Marie's gone blonde and lost a stone 

She lay on her lawn, spun and alone 

And, when the morning sun it rose 

Upon Marie in her lacy clothes 

It lit her up, and she walked around 

The winding streets of Camden Town 

She doesn't know who she wants to be 

And if I knew, I'd tell Marie 

Let fall your soft and swaying skirt 

Let fall your shoes, let fall your shirt 

I'm not the ladykilling sort 

Enough to hurt a girl in port 

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Cindy tells me she's had fun 

Sitting backstage, someone's plus one 

Up in her room the records spin 

Needle in the grooves that she's worn thin 

She lifts a sleeve and she sees a name 

And she's got a smile on her face 

And she's got a story you can't see 

It's just between that name and Cindy 

And before Holly made her way 

Over the sea and far away 

She's telling me, inside her car 

Driving us back from the Crystal Corner bar 

"I lost it there, I fell from health 

Cut some fresh pieces from myself." 

And then, for a second, something in me 

Said, "Leave today. It's time, Holly." 

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Well, I'm a weak and lonely sort 

Though I'm not sailing just for sport 

I've come to feel, out on the sea 

These urgent lives press against me 

I'm just a guest. I'm not a part 

With my tender head, with my easy heart 

These several years out on the sea 

Have made me empty, cold, and clear. Pour yourself into me 

Let fall your soft and swaying skirt 

Let fall your shoes, let fall your shirt 

I'm not the ladykilling sort 

Enough to hurt a girl in port