Chickfactor

Chickfactor Lyrics

What was it I saw in new york? I’m not the same anymoreHow will I hide these feelings insideCall my girl on the phoneNeon lights shine brightTaxi cabs glide byAeroplanes they fly, high up in the skyPretty girl says hi...What’s the worst job you’ve had? What do you read? What’s driving you mad? Met the cigarette girl- took a note of her charmsBut no cigarMet the indie-cool queenTook me out of the barAnd showed me the sceneMy little girl I can’t findShe’s five hours behindIt’s the singer not the songSomething’s gone wrongSaid the spider to the flyDo I like this girl? It’s such a big world1 like the tone of her voiceI loved the sound of her voiceWhen I get back to london from outer spaceWill it fall into place? I’ll hold onto my smileFind my girl in a whileLook myself in the faceDon’t know what you seeAm I playing in your movie? You’re in my magazineAre you talking to me? Chickfactor