Camden Town Rain

she's pretty on the inside,
she's pretty on the outside,
i hope she's got the heart to back it up.

she's gotta a whole whole lot of style
she's got everything I lack
she stole my dawn before my day began -
let her keep it, i don't want it back.

she's your sister, you're her brother,
don't ask for any other.
she's your best friend and your lover
she don't fade.

she's got your smile in her locket
as she's walking in the Camden Town rain.

she's easy to look at
but still so hard to see.
snow white tan - she'll bitch at her fans
in a dress from Agnes B.

and i was sleepin' on some bus while she was
sleeping in your arms.
she's got Four seasons and Hyatts,
while all i got at daybreak
was a view from a greyhound.

but if east is east and west is west
i double dare you don't confess

the heaven's shoe he promised you
is often less than what you get
and what you might have expected.

so i guess i'll end it here,
cause your love for her is clear.
the wedding ring, and lovely things
to keep throughout the years.

and there's nothing left to say
and there's nothing left to do

but keep in mind, from time to time,
i'll always think the world of you.