Sandra Little Girl
Venice night at five o'clock the station hazy light. A sleepin' bum a single girl she's leavin' overnight. And she knows that it's forever and she'll never ever retun. In Italy on holidays she had to see da Vinci's style. All the arts of credit cards she would forgive him for a smile. And she knows that it's forever and she'll never ever return. Hey little girl don't wanna 'cause you pain But the big boys feel no sorrow. Hey little girl - hey little girl They're all the same but they feel no sorrow. There she is inside a train and now she's leaning back. She's got money for one day and nothing in the rack. And she knows that it's forever and she'll never ever retun. Hey little girl don't wanna 'cause you pain . . . Hey little girl don't wanna 'cause you pain . . . Hey little girl don't wanna 'cause you pain . . .
