There she was standing in a champion jumper All the boys lined up to get her made up number No one ever knew if they would see her again But they tried, they tried Tired of the red men she would cross the street And turn her back on every green man lying at her feet Making plans or breaking plans or not HeartshotDr. Martens and a worn out smile and her eyeliner ain't what it was She talks about getting out of this city And make up for the time that she's lost On the highway to remedy where the exits are all out of bounds She takes a sip from her costa as she sighs, another time There's just too much at uni right now There's just too much that ties me down There's never ever gonna be enough money to bring me roundShe's in a band and she's playing cool 'Cuz she is stylish with good etiquette A boyfriend would be way too much of a hassle for one young brunette Rock n roll is not the same as what her dad says that it used to be And once the radio starts to play that Hollywood pop she will leave There's just too much at uni right now There's just too much that ties me down There's never ever gonna be enough money to bring me roundThere she was standing in a champion jumper All the boys lined up to get her made up number No one ever knew if they would see her again But they tried, they tried Tired of the red men she would cross the street And turn her back on every green man lying at her feet Making plans or breaking plans or not HeartshotSo come Friday with a gig in town and She'll be there with the rest of the team You can either give in to their charm Or you can walk away from the dream A few pints and a chat away is a night of excitement and shots But we knew what would happen if you tried to tie any knots There's just too much at uni right now She's just moved up north to get high There's never ever gonna be enough money To bring her roundThere she was standing in a champion jumper All the boys lined up to get her made up number No one ever knew if they would see her again But they tried, they tried Tired of the red men she would cross the street And turn her back on every green man lying at her feet Making plans or breaking plans or not Heartshot
