I love the dress sense and the colour of your hairnThe way you say that people who are working, they are aiming to be posh, my dearnPeople flocked around you by the smokeys in our schoolnTeacher's, they contained all their anger as you regularly broke their rulesnAnd everyone done the pill,nbut solvent abuse it can killnnThe first taste of heaven there was splattered on your screennFloating with schemers and the part-time Halloweeners and the Lochee teamnAnd everyone done the pill,nbut solvent abuse can killnn5 Rebecca's, all of them are close to menOne of them's a cock, and one of them does historynOne of them's my niece, and one lives closenAnd the one I love the most has turned into a junkiennSo under satisfied with minors at your agenAnd something so deceiving when you find yourself conceiving on a holy daynSo unachievable with minors at your height,nand something so deceiving when you find yourself conceiving on a Sunday nightnEveryone done the pill, but solvent abuse can kill nn5 Rebecca's, all of them are close to menOne of them's a cock, and one of them does historynOne of them's my niece, and one lives closenAnd the one I love the most has turned into a junkiennPoor Miss. Rebecca, you'll be missed my girlnWasn't for the treasure you'd be rich my girlnSaved your from the terrier and your so called friends,ntook a back seater but they killed it in the end though,nYou're sitting really cozy in your humble black cavenIt doesn't seem likely for a girl your agenUs cupid little kids can never look back,nwhen one of us is lying in a big brown bagnnOh oh ohnOh oh ohnn5 Rebecca's, all of them are close to menOne of them's a cock, and one of them does historynOne of them's my niece, and one lives closenAnd the one I love the most has turned into a junkienn5 Rebecca's, all of them are close to menOne of them's a cock, and one of them does historynOne of them's my niece, and one lives closenAnd the one I love the most has turned into a junkiennI love the dress sense and the colour of your hairnThey way you say that people who are workingnI can tell you, that's a touch my dear