City Girl

She’s feeling kind of sad
But she don’t wanna tell no-one
'Cos everybody’s having fun
She’s taking all her savings
To come out to the islands
And catch a little sun
Fancy someone like her
Falling for a real surfer
Who only cares about himself
And the waves there’ll be tomorrow
Poor silly city girl
This is no commercial
It’s gonna hurt big time
So pack your bags
Get outta bed
And find yourself
Another crazy adventure
Don’t be fooled
'cos he chose you
It’s the price you pay
When you wanna walk the cute guy
You wanna walk the cute guy
You wanna walk the cute guy
You wanna walk the cute guy
A puberts magazine
Won’t make her survive
Holiday heartbreak
It’s time she hit the mini bar
All the tiny bottles
The tasty Toblerone
Will help heel the bleeding scar
The sun and the sand
All those drinks in your hand
Must have made you forget
That this is NOT the mainland
And you are a one night stand
And it’s hard to take
It’s even harder to fake
That your body is acking
And you’re full of hate
But now it’s too late…
Your man is dancing with another…