Just a Girl

Just a Girl
Just a girl, north of England way
Came to me one sweet December day
Is your heart dear as cold, as your room?
Told her several times that I didn't like her tunes

Come to me softly
Come to me sweet
Are we so pale 'cause we don't eat meat?
Are your arms dear as warm, as mine?
Things could have been so different if we
Only had more time
As I turn the page of my favourite book
Sweet Gene Vincent was never that good
Can you see dear as good, as me?
Ashtray eyes and boot-lace ties will never set you free
Just a girl, north of England way
Sang to me on the darkest days
Is your heart dear as cold, as your room?
Told her several times that I didn't like her tunes
Sing to me softly
Sing to me sweet
Sing so weakly and your rent(?) I need
Were your clothes dear as cheap, as mine?
Things could have been so different if you
Only had more wine
And you'll probably never, hear these lines
I know I had to sing them, so many times
Can you see dear the way that I do?
Times like these, must decrease(?), really up(?) to you (x2)
En el norte de Inglaterra, una chica llegó a mí en un dulce día de diciembre. ¿Es tu corazón tan frío como tu habitación? Le dije varias veces que no me gustaban sus canciones....