Perfect Skin Lyrics

I choose my friends only far too well
And I'm up on the pavement, they're all down in the cellar
With their government grants and my I.Q.
They brought me down to size, Academia BluesLouise is a girl, I know her well
She's up on the pavement, yes, she's a weather girl
And I'm staying up here, so I may be undone
She's inappropriate, but then she's much more fun andWhen she smiles my way
My eyes go out in vain
She's got perfect skinShame on you, you've got no sense of grace, shame on me
Ah, just in case, I might come to a conclusion
Other than that which is absolutely necessary
And that's perfect skinLouise is the girl with the perfect skin
She says turn on the light, otherwise it can't be seen
She's got cheekbones like geometry and eyes like sin
And she's sexually enlightened by cosmopolitan andWhen she smiles my way
My eyes go out in vain
For her perfect skin
Yeah, that's perfect skinShe takes me down to the basement to look at her slides

Of her family life, pretty weird at times
At the age of ten she looked like Greta Garbo
And I loved her then, but how was she to know thatWhen she smiles my way
My eyes go out in vain
She's got perfect skinUp eight flights of stairs to her basement flat
Pretty confused huh, being shipped around like that
Seems we climbed so high, now we're down so low
Strikes me the moral of this song must be there never has been one