Venice night
at five o'clock
the station
hazy light.
A sleepin' bum
a single girl
she's leavin' overnight.
And she knows that it's forever
and she'll never ever retun.
In Italy
on holidays
she had to see da Vinci's style.
All the arts of credit cards
she would forgive him for a smile.
And she knows that it's forever
and she'll never ever return.
Hey
little girl
don't wanna 'cause you pain
But the big boys feel no sorrow.
Hey
little girl - hey
little girl
They're all the same but they feel no sorrow.
There she is
inside a train
and now she's leaning back.
She's got money for one day and nothing in the rack.
And she knows that it's forever
and she'll never ever retun.
Hey
little girl
don't wanna 'cause you pain
. . .
Hey
little girl
don't wanna 'cause you pain
. . .
Hey
little girl
don't wanna 'cause you pain
. . .
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