Текст песни Perfect Skin - Lloyd Cole and the Commotions
I
choose
my
friends
only
far
too
well
I'm
up
on
the
pavement
They're
all
down
in
the
cellar
With
their
government
grants
and
my
IQ
They
brought
me
down
to
size
Academia
blues
Louise
is
a
girl
I
know
her
well
She's
up
on
the
pavement
Yes,
she's
a
weather
girl
And
I'm
staying
up
here
so
I
may
be
undone
She's
inappropriate
but
then
she's
much
more
fun
and
When
she
smiles
my
way
My
eyes
go
out
in
vain
She's
got
perfect
skin
Shame
on
you,
got
no
sense
of
grace
Shame
on
me
Just
in
case
I
might
Come
to
a
conclusion
other
than
that
which
is
absolutely
necessary
And
that's
perfect
skin
Louise
is
the
girl
with
the
perfect
skin
She
says,
"Turn
on
the
light
otherwise
it
can't
be
seen"
She's
got
cheekbones
like
geometry
and
eyes
like
sin
And
she's
sexually
enlightened
by
Cosmopolitan
and
When
she
smiles
my
way
My
eyes
go
out
in
vain
For
her
perfect
skin
Yeah,
that's
perfect
skin
She
takes
me
down
to
the
basement
To
look
at
her
slides
Of
her
family
life
Pretty
weird
at
times
At
the
age
of
ten
she
looked
like
Greta
Garbo
and
I
loved
her
then
But
how
was
she
to
know
that
When
she
smiles
my
way
My
eyes
go
out
in
vain
She's
got
perfect
skin
Up
eight
flights
of
stairs
to
her
basement
flat
Pretty
confused,
huh?
Being
shipped
around
like
that
Seems
to
climb
so
high
Now
we're
down
so
low
Strikes
me
the
moral
of
the
song
Must
be:
there
never
has
been
one
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