Sweet city girl
I don't know where you're coming from
Dressed in my shirt
In the warm summer breeze.
Sweet city girl
I don't know what's going on
I miss your calls
In the middle of the night.
You picked me up just to put me down
Withered flowers all around.
You picked me up just to put me
Down.
For a moment I desired to let it all go to waste
I can still remember the taste of your lips
I can still see your face, sweet city girl.
You picked me up just to put me down
Withered flowers all around.
You picked me up just to put me
Down.