I want a girl to make a mess
To do no wrong she must confess
And then perhaps hitch up her dress
'Cos when the flashbulbs explode
She's such a sensitive soul
I want a girl who is helpless and frail
Who won't pull on my ponytail
I want a girl who has no past
She's made up now
But that won't last
'Cos when she sits on my knee
And then she whispers to me
"Can't you see
I could be
I could be
Your spooky girlfriend"
"I could be
I could be
Your spooky girlfriend"
The broken toys are all scattered in the attic
And the newspapers play with the words of the fanatic
I want to paint you with glitter and with dirt
Picture you with innocence and hurt