David Bowie - Maid Of Bond Street Lyrics

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This girl is made of lipstick 
Powder and paint 
Sees the pictures of herself 
Every magazine on every shelf 

This girl is maid of Bond Street 
Hailing cabs, lunches with executives 
Gleaming teeth sip aperitifs 

This girl is a lonely girl 
Takes the train from Paddington to Oxford Circus 
Buys the Daily News 
But passengers don't smile at her, don't smile at her 

This girl is made of loneliness 
A broken heart 
For the boy that she once knew 
Doesn't want to know her any more 

And this girl is a lonely girl 
Every thing she wants is hers 
But she can't make it with the boy she really wants to be with 
All the time, to love, all the time 

This boy is made of envy 
Jealousy 
He doesn't have a limousine 
Really wants to be a star himself 

This girl, her world is made of flashlights and films 
Her cares are scraps on the cutting room floor 

And maids of Bond Street drive round in chauffered cars 
Maids of Bond Street picture clothes, eyes of stars 
Maids of Bond Street shouldn't have worldly cares 
Maids of Bond Street shouldn't have love affairs

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lyrics submitted by Jolanda K.