A Strangers Girl

One day when this circus stops

 and you’re sat round waiting for a phone to ring

One day when the penny drops

 and you see that you’ve got nothing

And even your list of so called friends has disappeared

That’s the day you’ll call me

One night when the chips are down

 and a yellow moon comes and blows your cover

One night when he’s out of town

 and you’d swear to Christ

that he’s with some other

And even the book you’re reading bores you from cover to cover

That’s the day you’ll call

Yeah that’s the day you’ll call me

I don’t know what it is about you baby

Maybe it’s the way that you comb your hair

Maybe it’s the colour of the dresses you wear

Honey it’s a strange old world

Now that you’re a strangers girl.

One night when a curtain falls

 on an empty house in a lonely glow

One night when you’ve no more calls

 from the countless broken hearts you know

When even the colour of the money starts to fade

That’s the day you’ll call me

Hey that’s the day you’ll call me