17

I was born in Birmingham
But soon I would escape
With education incomplete
And two songs on a tape
When my girlfriend was expelled
We took the London coach
Her sister gave her daffodils
Her mother, an old brooch

And she smiled and she smiled
And she smiled...

She was so beautiful - 17
She was so beautiful - 17

We didn't have much money then
No hi-fi or TV
So we made love, I'd sing her songs
And she would read to me
But we were young
I didn't know what love was all about
When I slept with her best friend
Of course she threw me out!

And we cried and we cried
And we cried...

I was looking for a deal
Looking for a hit
The affectations of success
The airs that go with it
While she was looking for a man
Who didn't need a maid
She modelled for an agency
Who made sure she got paid

When she smiled, when she smiled
When she smiled...

I was an empty head libertine