left
home at seventeen,
went downtown to be a fashion queen
Didn't have a job,
couldn't find a place,
didn't want to crawl home in disgrace
Slept first night on the station seat,
never guaranteed far good
night's sleep
Found some place second day
just about had the cash to pay
You're not living in Toy Town now
If you're gonna be clever get out
What her mother and her father
used to say
We're not running a hotel here
And you better find a career
That's the day Sylvie came to
town
She couldn't find a job
on the fashion scene
Had to make do with a
work's canteen
Washing plates, emptied pails
Ruined her clothes and broke her nails
Never said anything,
never wrote home
Swore in her head that
she would show
Sometimes wished she was dead
Parents' words ringing in her head
You're living in Toy Town now
If you're gonna be clever, get out
What her mother and her father
used to say
We're a runaway hotel here,
and you'd better find a courier
That's the day Sylvie came to town
First time she went out to an all -night club
She stayed up too late,
and she couldn't get up
Started whisking a job,
bought those big cigarettes
Cause they made her feel good,
and they dealt her regrets
She was a big girl silver, big girl now
Yeah, she was a big girl silver,
big girl now
You're living in Toy Town now
If you're gonna be clever, get out
What her mother and her
father used to say
Well, I'm running a hotel here
And you'd better find a career
That's the day Sylvie came to town
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