The Girl with the Fragile Eyes


Words & Music: Jake Thackray

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Like all the clothes that she wears
She's only there for the curious stares
In the late afternoon;
Pretty little animal,
She closes her eyes for the Bossanova.
Whoever else may be there,
Well, that's not their affair
And so she finds she's dancing alone,
Moving to the music,
Feeling, feeling for the rhythm.

You there, mister, with the motor car,
You were there at the time.
Do you remember moving to the music?
Do you remember the girl with the fragile eyes?

Her every smile is the same
And she can smile yet again and again
In the late afternoon.
Poor little butterfly,
Patiently waiting for the sunshine.
Whoever else may be there,
Well, that's not their affair
And so she finds she's smiling alone,
Moving to the music,
Feeling, feeling for the rhythm.

You there, mister, with the big cigar,
You were there at the time.
Do you remember moving to the music?
Do you remember the girl with the fragile eyes?

Well tell me when are you real?
And tell me how does it feel in the sun
In the late afternoon?
Pretty little primrose,
Patiently waiting for the night-time.
Whoever else may be there then,
Well, that's not their affair then
And she finds she's sleeping alone,
Moving to the music,
Feeling, feeling for the rhythm.

You there, mister, whoever you are,
You were there at the time.
Do you remember moving to the music?
Do you remember the girl with the fragile eyes?

You there mister, whoever you are,
You were there at the time.
Do you remember moving to the music?
Do you remember the girl with the fragile eyes?

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