Read me the letter, baby
do not leave out the words
Stories and cigarettes ruined lives of lesser girls
and I wanna know, ‘cos I want you to know
and it’s a strange condition, a day in prison
it’s got me out of my head and I don’t know what I came for
Send me the money, baby, do not leave the wage
You know you‘re the best thing ever to come out of this place
hey I want you to know, ‘cos I wanna know
and it’s a strange condition, a day in prison
it’s got me out of my head and I don’t know what I came for
I want you to know
and it’s a strange condition, a day in prison
it’s got me out of my head and I don’t know what I came for
I want you to know, I want you to know
so leave out the others, baby, say I‘m the only one
cut out the uniforms and settle with the sun
hey I want you to know, ‘cos I wanna know
and it’s a strange condition, and life in prison
it’s got me out of my head and I don’t know what I came for
I want you to know...