Out Of Luck

	With the red scrunchie for her birthday gift,
	She scrapes her hair into a
	Croydon facelift,
	Punch drunk love at sweet 16,
	She thumbs a ride to
	Gretna Green,
	Leaving something old for somewhere new,
	To be with someone battered, black and blue,
	She turns out her light with a song to sing,
	Grabs her shoulder bag and her
	Argos ring,
	And she says,
	Without a penny, in my pocket,
	I’m out of luck in this kind of town,
	But I’ve got you right by my side,
	So I won’t let them drag me down,
	He turned from
	Jack the lad into
	Jack the dad,
	His heart was pure but the town was bad,
	He had a broken heart from a broken home,
	She heard his breaking voice through a broken phone,
	He said “For you girl
	I’d walk a
	Swedish mile,
	For a Glasgow kiss and a
	Chelsea smile”,
	So he drove til it was morning light,
	And the birds will sing him to sleep tonight,
	And he says,
	Without a penny, in my pocket,
	I’m out of luck in this kind of town,
	But I’ve got you right by my side,

	With the red scrunchie for her birthday gift,
	She scrapes her hair into a
	Croydon facelift,
	Punch drunk love at sweet 16,
	She thumbs a ride to
	Gretna Green,
	Leaving something old for somewhere new,
	To be with someone battered, black and blue,
	She turns out her light with a song to sing,
	Grabs her shoulder bag and her
	Argos ring,
	And she says,
	Without a penny, in my pocket,
	I' m out of luck in this kind of town,
	But I' ve got you right by my side,
	So I won' t let them drag me down,
	He turned from
	Jack the lad into
	Jack the dad,
	His heart was pure but the town was bad,
	He had a broken heart from a broken home,
	She heard his breaking voice through a broken phone,
	He said " For you girl
	I' d walk a
	Swedish mile,
	For a Glasgow kiss and a
	Chelsea smile",
	So he drove til it was morning light,
	And the birds will sing him to sleep tonight,
	And he says,
	Without a penny, in my pocket,
	I' m out of luck in this kind of town,
	But I' ve got you right by my side,