Mannish Girl by Lloyd Cole

I used to be content to frown
But anything for money now
I'd rather be a mannish kind of girl

I used to get drunk on spanish wine
Well now i'm drunk most all the time
I guess i've been too grateful for too long
So i sit around and wait
And watch the grass grow green
And count the cars
Feeling lost, alone, misunderstood
So i wait, hey hey
Yes i wait, hey hey

Well i had a girl in london town
She picked me up and she spun me round
I guess she was a mannish kind of girl

I went away and i still don't know why
Six feet under is where my bloody heart lies
I'm just afraid i can't forget her now
So i sit around and wait
And watch the grass grow green
And count the cars
Feeling lost, alone, misunderstood
So i wait, hey hey
So i wait, hey hey
Hey hey

I used to be too big to crawl
Now i don't give a damn at all
I'd rather be a mannish kind of girl

Yeah i used to get drunk on that spanish wine
But now i'm drunk most all the time
I guess i'm just afraid i can't forget her now
And so i'll sit around and wait
And watch the grass grow green
And count the cars
Feeling lost, alone, misunderstood
So i wait, hey hey
Yeah i wait, hey hey
Yes i wait, hey hey
Yeah i wait, hey hey
Hey hey