Hey there boy, hey there girl
Hey there little thing
Don't you know? Can't you guess?
You never can win
Fall in love with a lying tongue
Get taken for a spin
Battered and battered and hammered till your
Pretty little head falls in
Singing hey, hey, hey little boy (hey, hey, hey little boy)
We've been left to rot
Hey, hey, hey little girl (hey, hey, hey little girl)
We've been left to rot
Now it's not such a pretty sight
To see what happened to her
Now there's flies buzzing round her mouth
Where her young man's kisses once were
He used to call her "honeysuckle"
Call her "honeysuckle turtle dove"
Now she's lying in the black with two holes in her neck
And her body clean drained of blood
Clean drained of blood (hey, hey, hey little boy)
She's been left to rot
Clean drained of blood (hey, hey, hey little girl)
She's been left to rot
Some enchanted summer night
Into the moonlight we'll swim
Through ticket stubs, alcohol
The nightclub singer sings
A rich fate is now deformed
Stillborn little things
Who fall in love with lying tongues
And cry into their gins
Singing hey, hey, hey little boy (hey, hey, hey little boy)
We've been left to rot
Hey, hey, hey little girl (hey, hey, hey little girl)
We've been left to rot
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