Looking

See that mat outside of your door
theres a picture on it
its a picture of me
oh you come into my life
walk all over me
take all i have then leave
ill buy a brand new handbag
co' ive been feeling down
not likin the way that you've
you've been messin me around

i'll be looking for a dollar
looking for a dime
im not any old american
ive got good old british pride
ill be looking downs the streets
searching in all the people i meet
im a lost cause
becasue of you
helpless
for the things you do
today
and tomorow
the sad
and the sorow

summer love
that summer pash
oh we could hope that it would last
bum notes and hippie clothes
wide rim sunnies and crusing open roads
oh the dreams i had
are long away
further than they've ever been but
closer than today

i'll be looking for a dollar
looking for a dime
im not any old american
ive got good old british pride
ill be looking downs the streets
searching in all the people i meet
im a lost cause
becasue of you
helpless
for the things you do
today
and tomorow
the sad
and the sorow

london streets
you can easy hide
behind those glasses
when your on a bum ride
you can float
yet your on a low
disguised within the morals
on the governments dough
im that girl with a crooked smile
the girl you dont notice for a while
till her big hat and her ugly dress
catches you eye and you think shes a mess

i'll be looking for a dollar
looking for a dime
im not any old american
ive got good old british pride
ill be looking downs the streets
searching in all the people i meet
im a lost cause
becasue of you
helpless
for the things you do
today
and tomorow
the sad
and the sorow