Whites Of Her Eyes 歌词

The whites of her eyes they were showing again She was dancing on the tables at ten past ten She looked like an out of work actress Who'd be lucky, to see twenty-three I only met this girl six months ago She got me in the grip and she will not let go I asked her if she'd like a drink She stops, spins on her heels and winks at me I've seen this type of thing before London girl turns up Northern lad on the floor You can tell its not the first time And it definitely won't ever ever ever be the last Twinkle toes in her white plimsoles Legs up to the skys like firemans poles You can tell she'd had a very entertaining past as she goes As she burns a three by four on the dance floor The whites of her eyes are showing again The whites of her eyes are showing again The whites of her eyes are showing again The whites of her eyes are showing again The whites of her eyes The whites of her eyes The whites of her eyes The whites of her eyes