Ian McNabb

Liverpool girl



VERSE 1 She's a Liverpool Girl, she likes her crisps, she likes a drink, she likes to think she's Headed somewhere better then the place she is She's a Liverpool Girl, she loves to dance, she's always got an answer for the Immature dweller of the chip-shop door CHORUS 1 If it seems she's over-zealous, don't complain you should be jealous No-one else can love as well as a Liverpool Girl, Liverpool Girl Liverpool Girl, never shy, always look's you in the eye You have to know, it's do or die, where this bird'll fly VERSE 2 She's a Liverpool girl, she'll take you home, she'll keep you talking on the phone The football gets her going on a Saturday She's a Liverpool girl, she's got a plan, she wants to move across the water If she can find a man with cash in hand CHORUS 2 Don't she look just like her Mother, strangely nothing like her brother Look out kid here comes another Liverpool girl, Liverpool Girl Liverpool girl, goes to Cream, takes an E and lets off steam She's dancing under laser beams in silver jeans CHORUS 3 Likes to hang around musicians, all her girlfriends are beauticians Full of wit and intuition, Liverpool girl, Liverpool girl Liverpool girl, very loud, hard to blend into the crowd Her old man says she's in the clouds (he's very proud...) VERSE 3 She's a Liverpool girl, don't wear a coat, the laughter from her golden throat Can't be heard from the Irish boat, my Liverpool girl Liverpool girl