Dressed in thought she is real yeah, her real hair is what counts,
Taught my baby the alphabet, ABC don't let you down,
Dressed in thought we are set in jet, the jet set messing us around.

I'm so, so down, are you never coming round.
So, so down, are you never coming round.

See my dolly on 3 wheels yeah, see her grooving on down,
Dressed in thought she is real yeah, her real hair is what counts,
Bought my baby an ambulance, driving her mad around town,
She'll take the hand of a lovely man in dogshit land.

We're so, so down, are you never coming round.

So, so down, are you never coming round