She dreams of Staten Island,
she never ever dreams of Walthamstow.
Her friends are getting married,

getting their haircut like Jill Dando
She hopes that
Terry Soanes won't ask her out tonight for the 4th time,
She wants to be alone.

With the curtains drawn and the stereo on,
She swings her hips and dances to the Wu-Tang Clan.
And the sadness ebbs away now.
She shuts her eyes, throws her head up high,
It's better when there's no one around,
And she's feeling something real now.

And on the train home everyone moves away,

because she stinks of work,
And she does, and she knows, so it doesn't hurt.
And in her mind she pictures ODB, in his prison cell alone,
It's not wrong to want to be alone, she would tell him so.

With the curtains drawn and the stereo on,
She swings her hips and dances to the Wu-Tang Clan,
And the sadness ebbs away now.
Shuts her eyes, throws her head up high,
It's better when there's no one around
And she's feeling something real now.

With the curtains drawn and the stereo on
She swings her hips and dances to the Wu-Tang Clan
And the sadness ebbs away now
Shuts her eyes, throws her head up high
It's better when there's no one around
And she's feeling something real now

And RZA, Ghostface Killah, Inspecta Deck and Golden Arms,
Will hold her tight and out of harm in the council flat tonight.
And the thought hits her at 105bpm,
That sometimes for a second, she believes that everything will be
alright.