Text: The Long Blondes. Someone to Drive You Home. Madame Ray.

Give me a polaroid picture to fit in my pocket
An i'll paste it into my heartshaped locket
eventually I cheat on every man I meet
I know I can't help it

buy me a drink and I'll tell you my name
i'm a rose petal falling from a mainline train
always there to touch but just out of reach
I know you can't help it

eye on metronome watching the way you write her name
an object of destruction made fror madame ray

left New York
but drew your outline
on a ticket back to London
whitewashed all my boyfriend's features
solarizing future pictures

if i'm you ideal portrait of a girl
i'll be your apprentice
but you can't keep me a captive on your wall
i'm still in my twenties

eye behing a camera past the city music hall
madame ray will sit me high above you all


left New York
but drew your outline
on a record sleeve in Brooklyn
whitewashed three years of existence
solarizing future pictures
man let go, he couldn't keep her
locks of hair on artist's easels
traces of unseen love rivals
solarizing into pictures

I am forever being put away and i am always in reserve
I am forever being put away and I am always in reserve

with an eye always in reserve
material indestructible
forever being out away
taken for a ride
put on the spot

the racket must go on
I am always in reserve