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Текст: Babyshambles. Shotter's Nation. There She Goes.

I, I do declare, I was surprised to see you stay
Only to be betrayed
By the one you gave all your love and trust to

And tell me how could I let go?
Since I caught a glimpse of your immense soul
You were dancing to northern soul
Just one glance, ah well, you know

There she goes, a little heartache
There she goes, a little pain
Make no mistake she sheds her skin like a snake
On the dirty road to fame, dirty road to fame

My love, now oh, there she goes, a little heartache
There she goes, a little pain
Make no mistake, sheds her skin like a snake
You're going to walk the plank again, walk the plank again
My love, now

I was to implore that you forget all you saw
When you came through my door and from your bag
Pulled out more skag than I'd ever seen
No, how could I let go?

Since I caught a glimpse of your white plimsolls
Twisting and turning to northern soul
Just one glance, ah well, you know
Everybody knows

There she goes, a little heartache
There she goes, a little pain
Make no mistake, sheds her skin like a snake
On the dirty road to fame, dirty road to fame

My love, now oh, there she goes, a little heartache
There she goes, a little pain
Make no mistake, sheds her skin like a snake
And you walk the plank again, walk the plank again
My love, now

There she goes a little, there she
There she, there she goes