Thrift Store Girl — текст песни (screeching weasel)

Well she`s a thrift store girl
Yeah she`s a beautiful loser
She`ll switch price tags for me
Sometimes meet me for coffee
And I don`t think she does that
For anyone but me
She dresses me for absolutely nothing
Just `cause she really likes me
I`m here for her to serve
She asks for nothing in return
`Cause she`s a thrift store babe
She`s like my live in maid
She`s just a girl but still
She`s really not afraid
To call in sick so we can hang out in Wicker Park
And rot amongst the cynical prototypes of our love
And I sincerely hope that she`s always around
I hope she always stays around