PICTUREBOOK WOMAN


She's got slender flower wrists
And a low cut crucifix
She's got slender flower wrists
And a low cut crucifix
Got a shy voice but bold eyes
Don't understand your kicks

She's got a sexy accent
Sometimes it makes you laugh
She's got a sexy accent
Sometimes it makes you laugh
On a leash from her papa
Pouts 'neath her red silk scarf

Got a folder full of film stars
Cherry lipstick autographed
Got a folder full of film stars
Cherry lipstick autographed
She's a luxury liner
And you're a sinking raft

She knows all the words
Never seen a guitar band
She knows all the words
Never seen a guitar band
All her jokes are in your language
But you don't understand

Give her gifts of poetry
She cries and runs in flight
Give her gifts of poetry
She cries and runs in flight
Well her lashes shimmer black
But her skin is oh so white

She swims in golden waters
Far from where you stand
She swims in golden waters
Far from where you stand
She's a refugee from innocence
She'll drown you on dry land



© David Lowe 1989