I would cut my legs and tits off
When I think of Boris Karloff and Kinski
In the dark of the moon
It made me dream of Nosferatu
Trapped on the isle of Doctor Moreau
Oh, wouldn't it be lovely
Small town girl
Small town girl
Small town girl
Small town girl
I was thinking Peter Lorre when things got pretty gory
As I crossed to the Brandenburg Gate
Small town girl
I was feeling snappy, perhaps I'd been napping
And I'd just ate
Small town girl
A following heart can tear you apart
On a midnight to eight shift
Small town girl
A graveyard romance can only give one chance
As the tombstones weave and breathe
Small town girl
Small town girl
Small town girl
Feeling happy when my heart got beating
On a Sunday afternoon
Small town girl
I dreamt of breezes going through the treeses
And stars were still illumined
Small town girl
I have three hearts that I keep apart
Trying to relate
To normal feelings and the nighttime reelings
And some absinthe drunk so late
My small town girl
I'm just a small town girl
Small town girl
Small town girl
The cook got drunk and all the whores they shrunk
Onto the size of dessert plates
Small town girl
But me I'm happy 'cause I got my little nappy
And some opium to set me straight
Small town girl
I'm just a small town girl who wants to give it a whirl
While my looks still hold me straight
Small town girl
Straight up to illusion and fantasy's fusion
Of reality mixed with drink
Small town girl
I'm just a small town girl who's gonna give life a whirl
Looking at the Brandenburg Gate
I'm just a Small town girl
Small town girl, she was like a whirl
Small town girl
The Brandenburg Gate
I'm just a small town girl
Small town girl
Small town girl
I'm just a small town girl
Small town girl
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