While they line up to wait on Black Friday
In a panic with shopping bags
There were magazine racks of cruel attacks
'Seven new ways to please your man'
She's everywhere you look.
She's everywhere you look.
She's everywhere you look.
Where you look.
Well she wanted to dance but lost her chance.
Now she feels like a waste of space.
On an island you might be in your mind
But your soul won't be cast away
She's everywhere you look.
She's everywhere you look.
Everywhere you look.
Where you look.
Out here she comes.
Out here she comes.
Here she comes.
Out here she comes.
All your running
All night running
All night walking alone
All night running
All night running
All night walking alone