Well nighttime let her through
Yeah I’m talking to you
I wanna see her
Precious little thing
With eyes that dance around without their clothes 

So buy a pretty dress
Wear it out tonight
For anyone you think could out do me

Or better still, be my winding wheel 

Cause I feel just like a map
Without a single place to go of interest
And I’m further North than South
If I could shut my mouth she’d probably like this 

So buy a pretty dress
And wear it out tonight
For all the boys you think could out do me

Or better still, be my winding wheel
Be my winding wheel 

Well the children laugh and sing a song that ushers in her driving rain
And I’m standing in the station like some old record waiting on a train 

So buy a pretty dress
Wear it out tonight
For anyone you think could out do me

Or better still be my winding wheel
Be my winding wheel