Sunglasses indoors, she leaves her hat on. Jacket to short and jeans to tight.
Holes in the knees and heels to high
Dressed to ****, not noticed she has died
Life and soul of the party circuit
Invited for laughs she's always worth it
Now years gone by she has missed her boat
Too much champers and Charlie his mate
Nostrils like caverns and eyes like **** holes
Where did she go, nobody knows