Neighborhood Girls

We had our Neighborhood girl, she We just wonder where she's gone..." Used to hang out, in front of McKinsey's Bar, and we were Clientele... "Oh she's gone?" Interested in her, and her "Yes, she's gone, gone, gone." "I think you know your Neighborhood girl, she Lives on my street, now, with Eyes of ice Walking in the sun I've seen her in the morning, when she is And I always thought that she Looked kind of nice At a party, I think She spoke to me once That she had had too much to drink, because she And I thought at the time Said to me, "There's a backbone gone And I've got to get it back Before going on...' Seems to have resigned And your neighborhood girl She was looking out at people From the back of her mind And before she went off She spoke to me again She came up and said "You have the eyes of a friend And there's a razor's edge That I have lost somewhere And I would like it back So if you've seen it anywhere... I've been out for a while But I'll be back in a bit I am just walking through the smoke Because I've got this feeling Finding out if this is it That things are going grey And I'd like to hear a straight line To help me find my way...' I looked at her And I did not know what to say. She had long black hair." "Must be a different Neighborhood girl, cause Ours had blonde hair, in front of McKinsey's Bar And we were interested in her We just wonder where she's gone..." "Oh she's gone?" And her Clientele... "Yes, she's gone, gone, gone