Pierce Pettis
Pierce Pettis
Pierce Pettis
Pierce Pettis
Pierce Pettis
Pierce Pettis
Pierce Pettis
Pierce Pettis
Pierce Pettis
Pierce Pettis
Pierce Pettis
Pierce Pettis
Sing my soul from a stool in the corner, love her from afar
Face is brighter than the face of an angel from the shadows of this bar
Like a diamond on a black piece of velvet, dancing in the coloured lights
She's a beacon to the bums, and the sailors, and the creatures of the night
She's anybody's girl
She's anybody's girl
She's anybody's girlfriend, I know
But I can't have her
Raphael could have etched her features, Leonardo as well
She's got a smile like the Mona Lisa, like there's some secret she can't tell
Angels dancing on the head of a pin, yeah – she's a mystery to me
She stands before me like Venus on a half-shell rising out of the sea
She's anybody's girl
She's anybody's girl
She's anybody's girlfriend, I know
But I can't have her
Every poor devil sees heaven, but from a distance
I'm here as well in this hell
And it troubles me to know she's anybody's girlfriend, yeah, yeah
Last call for alcoholic consumption
Sweep the glass off the floor
Now we all turn back into pumpkins
She's already out the door
She's anybody's girl
She's anybody's girl
She's anybody's girlfriend, I know
But I can't have her
She's anybody's girlfriend
She's anybody's girlfriend
She's anybody's girlfriend