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Pretty Gone - Lloyd Cole And The Commotions

Written by：Lloyd Cole/Neil Robert Clark

Somebody somewhere must pay

Not you you just walk away to the foot of her stairs

She at the top with her head in the clouds

Was she easily lead

Well can you tell me that you were not

You unwashed and undressed

She with her head full of your cigarettes

She is oh such a pretty one

Wrapped up in needle cord and coincidence

And you don't know what to want

Until it's gone gone gone pretty gone

Somebody somewhere must pay

Somebody else will confess all your sins

You'll be saved then you'll step on that face

She will laugh she will kiss yes and tell

She is gone she is pretty gone she's under your thumb

Oh you little man and you don't know what you want

Until she's gone gone gone

Pretty dress full of nothingness to confess she is nothing less

She was half way to holiness when you said

Won't you put on your dress and

Come down to Magazine Avenue

Won't you put on your dress and come down

Won't you put on your dress and come down to Magazine Avenue

Won't you put on your dress and come down

Won't you put on your dress and come down to Magazine Avenue

Won't you put on your dress and come down

Won't you put on your dress and come down to Magazine Avenue

Won't you put on your dress and come down