left at the end of the day A pile of blue that is soon swept away Goodbye, blue girls, goodbye Would it be too much to cry? These girls you have loved
Translation: Pulp. Blue Girls.
Fragments left at the end of the day A pile of blue that is soon swept away Goodbye, blue girls, goodbye Would it be too much to cry? These girls you
You're just a little girl with blue eyes. Everbody looks at you (well, it's your day) and you're stepping from the black car you'll be getting back
Translation: Pulp. Little Girl (With Blue Eyes).
