Autumngirlsoup - Kirsty MacColl

I’m an autumn girl, flying over London

With the trees on fire it looks like home

I’m an autumn girl on the endless search for summer

Cause I need some love to cook my frozen bones

You needed something to get your teeth into

And in my voodoo kitchen you said

«I've got something to show you

It’s a recipe handed down from father to son

For a thousand years, and it goes with those hot salt tears.»

I’m an autumn girl, crying over London

With a heart on fire but no-one home

I’m an autumn girl on the endless search for summer

Cause I need some love to heat my frozen bones

Get me on the boil and reduce me

To a simmering wreck with a slow kiss

To the back of my neck

Carve up my heart on a very low flame

Separate my feelings then pour them down the drain

Close my eyes and sweeten me with lies

Pierce my skin with a few well chosen words

Now you can stuff me with whatever you’ve got handy

And on a cold grey day a cold grey man will do

I’m an autumn girl, flying over London

With the trees on fire it looks like home

I’m an autumn girl on the endless search for summer

Cause I need some love to heat my frozen bones

So give me something to whet my appetite

And chill my soul with a sudden lack of interest

Oh, but the winter freezes on and the candle’s burned low

Fill me with the hot stuff then say you’ve got to go

Take my mind, marinade it in red wine

Grate my thighs with your chinny chin chin

And I will let you in

Oh on a long dark night a long dark man might …