mr brightside

i know a girl she walks the asphalt world she comes to me and i supply her with ecstasy sometimes we ride in a taxi to the ends of the city like big stars in the back seat like skeletons ever so pretty i know a girl she walks the asphalt worldbut where does she go? and what does she do? and how does she feel when she's next to you? and who does she love in time-honoured fur? is it me or her?i know a girl she walks the asphalt world she's got a friend, they share mascara i pretend sometimes they fly from the covers to the winter of the river for these silent stars of the cinema it's in the blood stream, it's in the liver i know a girl, she walks the arse* felt worldbut where does she go? and what does she do? and how does she feel when she's next to you? and who does she love in time-honoured fur? is it me or is it her?with ice in her blood and a dove in her head well how does she feel when she's in your bed? when you're there in her arms and there in her legs well i'll be in her headcos that's where i go and that's what i do and that's how it feels when the sex turns cruel yes both of us need her, this is the asphalt world