Lloyd Cole - Perfect Skin lyrics

Perfect SkinI choose my friends only far too well

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 blues

Louise 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 and

When she smiles my way

My eyes go out in vain

She’s got perfect skin

Shame 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 skin

Louise 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 and

When she smiles my way

My eyes go out in vain

For her perfect skin

Yeah that’s perfect skin

She 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 that

When she smiles my way

My eyes go out in vain

She’s got perfect skin

Up 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