Из альбома: Lucille
I've been holding on the truth for her mister
Don't it cut like a knife right through you
I walk with aimless feet mister
But I cannot deny it this time
I've got to get off Main Street
I'll work the docks or anything
If silence paid I'd sell my tongue
But I ain't lost, I ain't lost now
I ain't lost for no one
It's the general consensus mister
That she's daft and the eyes should leave her
But if I've learnt a thing on the street mister
It's the consensus is always wrong and I
Saw her sing karaoke
She hit You're The Voice note perfect
Her pale lips still get me son
But I ain't lost, I ain't lost now
I ain't lost for no one
My Lucille reads every newspaper
Scratches out every name and face mister
Say it reminds her of simple times mister
I can see where she's talking from but I
I got to get off Main Street
I will sell bicks or anything
But she will get hers for free son
But I ain't lost, I ain't lost now
I ain't lost for no one