Bone Through Her Nose Songtext
von Richard Thompson
Bone Through Her Nose Songtext
Oh, the drones on the corner, don′t look her in the eye
When she comes out to play
And three times now at the Club Chi-Chi
They've turned her away
Last week she was the belle of the ball
But another week passes
It′s time to cast off crutches
Scars and pebble glasses
She's got everything a girl might need
She's a tribal animal, yes indeed
But she hasn′t got a bone through her nose, through her nose
Hasn′t got a bone through her nose
She hasn't got a bone through her nose, through her nose
She hasn′t got a bone through her nose
Hasn't got a bone through her nose, through her nose
She hasn′t got a bone through her nose
Oh, she gets her suits from a personal friend, Coco the clown
She got dustman's jacket, inside out, it′s a party gown
If it's bouffon's, she′s got bouffon′s, if it's tat, she got tat
She got hoochie coochie Gucci and a pom-pom hat
She′s got everything a girl might need
She's a tribal animal, yes indeed
But she hasn′t got a bone through her nose, through her nose
She hasn't got a bone through her nose
She hasn′t got a bone through her nose, through her nose
She hasn't got a bone through her nose
She hasn't got a bone through her nose, through her nose
She hasn′t got a bone through her nose, no
Well, her ma writes cook books
She wrote one once and it sold one or two
Her pa′s in the city, he's so witty
He calls it the zoo
Her boyfriend plays in Scritti Politti
Aunt Sally′s brown bread
In a few more years she can marry some fool
And knock it on the head
She's got everything a girl might need
She′s a tribal animal, yes indeed
But she hasn't got a bone through her nose, through her nose
She hasn′t got a bone through her nose
She hasn't got a bone through her nose, through her nose
She hasn't got a bone through her nose
She hasn′t got a bone through her nose, through her nose
She hasn′t got a bone through her nose
She hasn't got a, oh, she hasn′t got a, oh
When she comes out to play
And three times now at the Club Chi-Chi
They've turned her away
Last week she was the belle of the ball
But another week passes
It′s time to cast off crutches
Scars and pebble glasses
She's got everything a girl might need
She's a tribal animal, yes indeed
But she hasn′t got a bone through her nose, through her nose
Hasn′t got a bone through her nose
She hasn't got a bone through her nose, through her nose
She hasn′t got a bone through her nose
Hasn't got a bone through her nose, through her nose
She hasn′t got a bone through her nose
Oh, she gets her suits from a personal friend, Coco the clown
She got dustman's jacket, inside out, it′s a party gown
If it's bouffon's, she′s got bouffon′s, if it's tat, she got tat
She got hoochie coochie Gucci and a pom-pom hat
She′s got everything a girl might need
She's a tribal animal, yes indeed
But she hasn′t got a bone through her nose, through her nose
She hasn't got a bone through her nose
She hasn′t got a bone through her nose, through her nose
She hasn't got a bone through her nose
She hasn't got a bone through her nose, through her nose
She hasn′t got a bone through her nose, no
Well, her ma writes cook books
She wrote one once and it sold one or two
Her pa′s in the city, he's so witty
He calls it the zoo
Her boyfriend plays in Scritti Politti
Aunt Sally′s brown bread
In a few more years she can marry some fool
And knock it on the head
She's got everything a girl might need
She′s a tribal animal, yes indeed
But she hasn't got a bone through her nose, through her nose
She hasn′t got a bone through her nose
She hasn't got a bone through her nose, through her nose
She hasn't got a bone through her nose
She hasn′t got a bone through her nose, through her nose
She hasn′t got a bone through her nose
She hasn't got a, oh, she hasn′t got a, oh
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