Window Shopping For Blinds

The Beautiful South

(Heaton/Rotheray)

One day I'm loaded, next day I'm broke

Spent all my money on whisky and coke

Riding high 'till the rock hit the spoke

It's like window shopping for blinds



Spent all my money on a sunbed tan

Spoke the best that a young girl can

Ended up with a blind drunk man

It's like window shopping for blinds



It's like the heartbreak hotel,

with the heartbreak but nowhere to stay

The doors are shut on us,

the neon light fading to grey



They say I drink too much, to me, well that's just profound

How do you know you can't swim, until you have drowned?



Well there's always a drop in the bottle lady

Always a sip of the wine

The glass doesn't seem quite so empty

When window shopping for blinds



It's like gatecrashing a field, that's not true,

they've a harvest they yield

Save your tears for your evening meal,

when you're window shopping for blinds



One day you're sober, next day you're not

One day remembered, the next day forgot

Spent all my money on cocaine and pot

It's like window shopping for blinds



Covered in bruises from head to toe

No-one to speak to, and nowhere to go

A map of nowhere, and nowhere I know

It's like window shopping for blinds



It's like the heartbreak hotel,

with the heartbreak but nowhere to stay

The doors are shut on us,

the neon light fading to grey



They say I drink too much, to me, well that's just profound

How do you know you can't swim, until you have drowned?



Well there's always a drop in the bottle lady

Always a sip of the wine

The glass doesn't seem quite so empty

When window shopping for blinds



But what if my husband should come?

Well tell me what have you done?

I've cherished my vodka, I've cherished my rum

Don't mind us, we're just licking our wounds in the sun



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