You've got your silver
So I've been told
No one to keep you warm
When you grow old
You ran away from my writer's pen
Into the arms of all those men
And now you're coming around again
I see you coming around again
LIttle girl, if your Daddy could see you now
Drunk on brandy and howlin' at the moon
There's a special kind of lonely ringing in your ears tonight
But to me it's just the same old tune
Go back to your fortress
No one wants you here
You're just a crumbing beauty
With time in the mirror
Run away from your one night stand
Still holding the wine glass in your right hand
A fine conclusion to your mother's plan
Go on and find yourself a better man
LIttle girl, if your Daddy could see you now
Drunk on brandy and howlin' at the moon
There's a special kind of lonely ringing in your ears tonight
But to me it's just the same old tune
LIttle girl, if your Daddy could see you now
Drunk on brandy and howlin' at the moon
There's a special kind of lonely ringing in your ears tonight
But to me it's just the same old tune
Little girl, if your Daddy could see you now
Fading from the daylight like the morning news
You could learn to live life being broken hearted too
The rest I guess is up to you
You've got your silver
So I've been told
No one to keep you warm when you grow old