She’s confused She’s got a hundred thousand feelings
swimming through her head
Stumblin around in her early twenties between cortados and afterparties
Nothing but a cool gir honey Nothing but a spoiled girl honey
Big brother baby sister cool step mama cool step father
4 week Paris and then springtime in New York
Oh She needs a saviour And the saviour can be you
Why don’t you save that girl Lord
Oh She needs a saviour Can her hero be you
She confused cause for the first time in her life
she’s free to do whatever she wants to
Whatever she wants whatever she wants
But she does not carry a particular dream
She’s not drawn to a particular scene
And somewhere inside she’s starting to sence
that life should be more than following trends
Oh She needs a saviour And the saviour can be you
Why don’t you save that girl Lord
Oh She needs a saviour Can her hero be you
Why don’t you save that girl
You Why don’t you save that girl
Oh Can’t someone save that girl