Besedila: Talk Talk. Dum Dum Girl.

Another sigh with no regret
More coins inside her hands
One time to own respect
Now mercenary she stands
I'm no boy stealing pennies from the poor
Break it down
Can't you see she's the dum-dum girl

Another hand upon her hair
Time probably erased distaste
And so she's left outside of guilt
Break it down
Can't you see she's the dum-dum girl