Convent Girls
Neil Finn

Where once we talked in confidence
We now shall hide in fear
And the future we imagined then
Is not quite so perfectly clear

And the convent girls
In their frilly white tights
And the chorus girls
With their names up in lights
And the bridal veils
Were shimmering white
Were shimmering white

I’ll build a shrine within my mind
To their image I will succumb
Every single face that drew my breath
Every look that struck me dumb

And the convent girls
In their frilly white tights
Are beyond me now
All the mothers and wives
And the chances come
Only once in your life
But they’ll make you think twice

I said now who wants that mansion
That you come upon, that you come upon
And who’s your companion
Now the summer’s gone, now the summer’s gone
Are we all beaten stupid
Anyone I know
Are we all beaten stupid
Anyone I know

And the convent girls
In their frilly white tights
Are beyond me now
All the mothers and wives
And the chances come
Only once in your life
But they’ll make you think twice
They make you think twice

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