This was from 1997 - The Crocketts
Will You Still Care
Will you still care for me,
When I lie dead and crumpled at the
Bottom of your ten-storey, high rise flats.
I can be your rubber man.
You can scoop me up and put me in a can.
And bury me underneath a stone.
A stone that says that I am only 19 years old.
Will you still care for me?
No, No, No, No!
I don't fucking think so! I don't fucking think so!
You're just gonna let it go.
You say there is no specific story line.
I am just a figure on a stone mountain.
I think I'd like to jump & float into the sky,
By & by I will reach the bottom,
I will be dead and crumpled underneath your,
Ten-storey, high rise flats,
Will you still care for me?
No, No, No, No!
I don't fucking think so!
You're just gonna let it go.
I don't fucking think so!
You say you're a beautiful woman.
But I've got something to say.
I've been to the factory.
Where women are made.
I've seen what they do to them.
I've seen what they put inside.
And now I'm going to stay away.
'Cos I found out. That girls aren't made
From all things nice. Girls aren't made
From sugar & spice.
Let it go slow. Let it go slow. Let it go slow.
'Cos I,
I don't fucking think so!
You're just gotta to let it go. I just want to know.
Will you still care for me?
The Crocketts
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