It was a day in june in the afternoon
and our graves were getting stoned
It was an average match for the family flash
when television was gettin old
A lady-fall in the entrance hall
'cause her legs wouldn't walk her way
She would stay a while and put her heart in file,
'cause that's what we're doing here
Out of our wallets flew butterflies into the sky
I might be blind but I know
She's perfect for the job she's got no-one at her side
Perfect for the job she's got no-one at her side
She says she's never been in love no wonder why she came
She's perfect, perfect for the job
It was night in March after vodka and bars
and the russians were going home
We took the evening train and the sunset to blame
what a hell for the human bone
She called me on the telephone
every tone made another song
Parks and wine heading out for a dine
she was everything to me
Out of our wallets flew butterflies into the sky
I might be blind but I know
She's perfect for the job she's got no-one at her side
Perfect for the job she's got no-one at her side
She says she's never been in love no wonder why she came
She's perfect, perfect for the job