We had our neighborhood girl She used to hang out, in front of McKinsey's BarAnd we were interested in her and her clientele We just wonder where she's gone Oh she's gone? Yes, she's gone, gone, gone Yes, she's gone, gone, gone I think I you know your neighborhood girl She lives on my street, now with eyes of ice I've seen her in the morning when she is walking in the sun And I always thought that she looked kind of nice She spoke to me once at a party, I thinkAnd I thought at the time that she had had too much to drink Because she said to me, "There's a backbone goneAnd I've got to get it back before going on" Well your neighborhood girl, she seems to have resigned 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 friendAnd there's a razor's edge that I have lost somewhereAnd I would like it back so if you've seen it anywhereI've been out for a while but I'll be back in a bitI am just walking through the smoke finding out if this is it" Because I've got this feeling that things are going gray 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 BarAnd we were interested in her and her clientele We just wonder where she's gone Oh she's gone? Oh she's gone, gone, gone Yes, she's gone, gone, gone
We had our neighborhood girl She used to hang out, in front of McKinsey's BarAnd we were interested in her and her clientele We just wonder where she's gone Oh she's gone? Yes, she's gone, gone, gone Yes, she's gone, gone, gone I think I you know your neighborhood girl She lives on my street, now with eyes of ice I've seen her in the morning when she is walking in the sun And I always thought that she looked kind of nice She spoke to me once at a party, I thinkAnd I thought at the time that she had had too much to drink Because she said to me, "There's a backbone goneAnd I've got to get it back before going on" Well your neighborhood girl, she seems to have resigned 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 friendAnd there's a razor's edge that I have lost somewhereAnd I would like it back so if you've seen it anywhereI've been out for a while but I'll be back in a bitI am just walking through the smoke finding out if this is it" Because I've got this feeling that things are going gray 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 BarAnd we were interested in her and her clientele We just wonder where she's gone Oh she's gone? Oh she's gone, gone, gone Yes, she's gone, gone, gone
