Karaoké Pretty in Pink The Psychedelic Furs

Caroline laughs and it's raining all day

She loves to be one of the girls

She lives in the place in the side of our lives

Where nothing is ever put straight

She turns herself 'round

And she smiles and she says

This is it that's the end of the joke

And loses herself in her dreaming and sleep and her lovers walk through in their coats

She's

Pretty in pink

Isn't she

Pretty in pink

Isn't she

All of her lovers all talk of her notes and the flowers that they never sent

And wasn't she easy

Isn't she pretty in pink

The one who insists he was first in the line is the last to remember her name

He's walking around in this dress that she wore she is gone but the joke's the same

Pretty in pink

Isn't she

Pretty in pink

Isn't she

Caroline talks to you softly sometimes she says

I love you and too much

She doesn't have anything you want to steal

Well nothing you can touch

She waves

She buttons your shirt

The traffic is waiting outside

She hands you this coat

She give you her clothes

These cars collide

Pretty in pink

Isn't she

Pretty in pink

Isn't she

Caroline's on the table screaming

Confidence is in the sea

And all their favorite rags are worn

And other kinds of uniform

They kid you you're really free

And you know what you want to be

Case of individuality

Until tomorrow

And everything you are you'll see

In pure shiny buttons

They put you in this gear

And driveways broken

Doorbell sings in chimes

It plays anything goes

Bells toll in rhyme