You've got your silver So I've been told No one to keep you warm When you grow old You ran away from my writer's pen Into the arms of all those men And now you're coming around again I see you coming around again LIttle girl, if your Daddy could see you now Drunk on brandy and howlin' at the moon There's a special kind of lonely ringing in your ears tonight But to me it's just the same old tune Go back to your fortress No one wants you here You're just a crumbing beauty With time in the mirror Run away from your one night stand Still holding the wine glass in your right hand A fine conclusion to your mother's plan Go on and find yourself a better man LIttle girl, if your Daddy could see you now Drunk on brandy and howlin' at the moon There's a special kind of lonely ringing in your ears tonight But to me it's just the same old tune LIttle girl, if your Daddy could see you now Drunk on brandy and howlin' at the moon There's a special kind of lonely ringing in your ears tonight But to me it's just the same old tune Little girl, if your Daddy could see you now Fading from the daylight like the morning news You could learn to live life being broken hearted too The rest I guess is up to you You've got your silver So I've been told No one to keep you warm when you grow old