David Bowie Lyrics

Album: Deram Anthology 1966-68

Maid Of Bond Street Lyrics

This girl is made of lipstick

 Powder and paint

 Sees the picture of herself

 Every magazine on every shelf

 This girl is maid of bond street

 Hailing cabs, lunches with executives

 Gleaming teeth sip aperitifs

 This girl is a lonely girl

 Takes the train from Paddington to Oxford Circus

 Buys the Daily News

 But passengers don't smile at her, don't smile at her

 This girl is made of loneliness

 A broken heart

 For the boy she once knew

 Doesn't want to know her any more

 And this girl is a lonely girl

 Everything she wants is hers

 But she can't make it with the boy she really wants to be with

 All the time, to love, all the time 

 This boy is made of envy

 Jealousy

 He doesn't have a limousine

 Really wants to be a star himself

 This girl, her world is made of flashlights and films 

 

 Her cares are scraps on the cutting room floor

 

 And maids of bond street drive round in chauffered cars

 Maids of Bond street picture clothes, eyes of star 

 Maids of Bond street shouldn't have worldly cares

 

 Maids of Bond street shouldn't have love affairs