You are just an empty girl
Empty in your body and your mind
Waiting to be filled up with somebody's life
I swear it won't be mine

Beautifully vacant like an
Ornamental dustbin with no lid
Swallowing the offal from the creeping cow
She's grateful that you did

I don't know why I look at you this way
There's nothing else to do I guess it
Comes on you in blotches and it goes away like somebody's disease
And if I found a reason for this love I'd go and plant her in a trees
Away up on a hill there'd be so much to kill
There'd be so much to fight for and I wouldn't care if you were there
(fill you with leaf mold tadpoles)

You are just an empty girl
You look divine but honey please don't speak
The diamond is rancid I wish I was the worm beneath your cheek
Of all the vampires I have known none of them have ever left the night
You look like an angel as you suck up other peoples' light
And I don't know why I look at you at all
My friends keep telling me that you're a round and nasty drag
I wish you'd emigrate or live in a bassoon

And every time they played it you'd
Come dribbling out into an old spittoon

Oh, dribble out

You are just an empty girl
Empty empty empty all the time
Yeah
Looking for a petrol pump to shoot you full of pleasantries and slime

Yes you are
Yes you are
Yes you are
Yes you are
Yes you are
Yes you are
Yes you are
Yes you are
Yes you are
Yes you are
Yes you are
Yes you are

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Writer(s): Robyn Hitchcock