Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Bolshoi
Performer
Jan Kalicki
Drums
Nick Chown
Bass Guitar
Paul Clark
Keyboards
Trevor Tanner
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jan Kalicki
Composer
Nick Chown
Composer
Paul Clark
Composer
Trevor Tanner
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Bolshoi
Producer
Ken Thomas
Producer
Mark Sayer-Wade
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Cold streets, grey town
Early morning, no one around
Let's steal milk from a closed door
We won't drink it, but that's not what we do it for
Walking around like a runaway kite
These are the days of eternal nights
Say, you were laughing at something
When I saw you the first time
Such a model, what an actress
I must confess, I never thought that'd you'd be
Who you are, do what you do now
Cold streets, grey town
It's bound to get or bring you down
Lindy's party, Lindy's party
We talk about what if
Lindy's party
Hey you, where you've been lately?
Nothing around in stately style
Well, your crew have changed
But they still hang on every word
They worship just the same
They worship just the same
Now you tell me I don't live in the real world
Say I will never understand
Well, your hair's still red
You still got the same hands
Who told you, you were a country girl?
Who told you, you were a country girl?
Well, I know who it was
Say, why do you look like you're in pain?
Why have your hands become house-trained?
Cold streets, grey town
It's bound to get or bring you down
But I remember the way you used to use your eyes
I remember your eyes and your thighs
And the jet black tights you wore underneath your long blue shirt
You bought secondhand to keep you dry on rainy nights
So, who told you you were a country girl?
Who told you you were a country girl?
Star-crossed lovers heading for disaster
You took a lifetime on the morning after
Lindy's party, Lindy's party
We talk about what if
Lindy's party, yeah
Lindy's party, Lindy's party
We talk about what if
Lindy's party
I remember the way you used to use your eyes
I remember your eyes and your thighs
And the jet black tights you wore underneath your long blue shirt
You bought secondhand to keep you dry on rainy nights
So, who told you you were a country girl?
Who told you you were a country girl?
Yeah, star-crossed lovers heading for disaster
You took a lifetime on the morning after
Lindy's party
Written by: Jan Kalicki, Nick Chown, Paul Clark, Trevor Tanner