It's easy to see that girl's lonely It's easy to see she's been down It's easy to see that girl's hungry She don't know she's lost and found She'll be standing on some rooftop Barefoot with a glass of wine Swaying to some distant melody She don't know she's lost and found She don't know she's lost and found Somewhere down on high street She'll be itching for a ride She's got a ring for every finger She don't know she's lost and found Oh the nighttime is her blanket All her poets are dead She likes cooking breakfast naked She don't know she's lost and found She don't know she's lost and found She don't know she's lost and found She don't know she's lost and found