Lyric Blue Girls - Pulp

Lyric Song Blue Girls: The blue girls that bake in the sun Skin falls in flakes from each one
Like leaves from autumn trees they float upon the breeze
These girls you d are slowly decaying
Ah Drying out in the sun before your eyes
Wild stares in your face they seem to accuse you
Oh What have you done to earn this prize
The flesh underneath candy pink
Quite a strange affair you might think They gasp and moan for air
Beached fish on your lawn chair
These girls you d are slowly decaying
Ah Drying out in the sun before your eyes
Wild stares in your face they seem to accuse you
Oh What have you done to earn this prize
Fragments left at the end of the day
A pile of blue that is soon swept away
Goodbyeblue girlsgoodbye Would it be too much to cry
These girls you d have slowly decayed
Ah They dried out in the sun before your eyes
Wild stares in your face they seem to accuse you
Oh What did you do to earn this prize