We had our Neighborhood girl, she Used to hang out, in front of McKinseys Bar, and we were Interested in her, and her clientele We just wonder where shes gone Oh shes gone? Yes, shes gone, gone, gone I think you know your Neighborhood girl, she Lives on my street, now, with eyes of ice Ive seen her in the morning, when she is Walking in the sun And I always thought that she Looked kind of nice She spoke to me once At a party, I think And I thought at the time That she had had too much to drink, because she Said to me, Theres a backbone gone And Ive got to get it back Before going on And your neighborhood girl Seems to have resigned She was looking out at people From the back of her mind And before she went off She spoke to me again She came up and said You have the eyes of a friend And theres a razors edge That I have lost somewhere And I would like it back So if youve seen it anywhere Ive been out for a while But Ill be back in a bit I am just walking through the smoke Finding out if this is it Because Ive got this feeling That things are going grey And Id like to hear a straight line To help me find my way I looked at her And I did not know what to say She had long black hair Must be a different Neighborhood girl, cause Ours had blonde hair, in front of McKinseys Bar And we were interested in her And her clientele We just wonder where shes gone Oh shes gone? Yes, shes gone, gone, gone
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