Gothic Girl - The Quakes

She was dressed in all black

On a gray and cloudy day

White make-up and black lipstick

She was gothic all the way

I was a rockat and I knew

She’d never go for me

I looked nothing like Robert Smith or Peter Murphy

Will she ever go for me

Gothic girl

She was so ultra thin- perversions running wild

The brain of an adult in the body of a child

She was so mysterious yet cool in her own right

Blue black hair skin so fair

An angel of the night

Will she ever go for me

Gothic girl

We could be together

On a gray and cloudy day

We don’t need to change

And who cares what our friends say

Gothic girl

We don’t need to change