There She Goes

He wants to see her up close And hold her tight At the Bluebird Nightclub But she lives out on the coast Driven mad by the smog and work That she loves There she goes Running out with a fresh gardenia in her hair Running fast To no one, nowhere There she goes Running out with a fresh gardenia in her hair Running fast To no one, nowhere On a summer night, drinking beer They swing in his hammock softly And though she curses her career And she knows that her lifestyle's costly There she goes Running out with a fresh gardenia in her hair Running fast To no one, nowhere There she goes Running out with a fresh gardenia in her hair Running fast To no one, nowhere There she goes Running out with a fresh gardenia in her hair Running fast To no one, nowhere Running fast To no one, nowhere