Pulp — Little Girl With Blue Eyes

You're just a little girl with blue eyes Everybody looks at you Well, it's your day And you're stepping from the black car But you'll be getting back in soon And on your way Little girl with blue eyes There's a hole in your heart And one between your legs You've never had to wonder Which one he's going to fill In spite of what he said You'll never get away, hey-ey-ey You'll give it up one day Come what may Dad's not got a shotgun But his look's enough to murder you See what you've done And forget about the paintings 'Cos you'd better get the washing done Oh, something's wrong Little girl with blue eyes There's a hole in your heart And one between your legs You've never had to wonder Which one he's going to fill In spite of what he said You'll never get away, hey You'll give it up one day Come what may Face down on the pavement Chalk lines round your little hands Hit and run And now a mother sits in silence In a darkness, she can't understand Where you've gone, oh Little girl with blue eyes There's a hole in your heart And one between your legs You've never had to wonder Which one he's going to fill In spite of what he said You'll never get away, hey You'll give it up one day Come what may