text: I would cut my legs and tits off
  When I think of Boris Karloff and Kinski
  In the dark of the moon
  It made me dream of Nosferatu
  Trapped on the isle of Doctor Moreau
  Oh, wouldnt it be lovely
  Small town girl
  Small town girl
  Small town girl
  Small town girl
  I was thinking Peter Lorre
  When things got pretty gory as I
  Crossed to the Brandenburg Gate
  Small town girl
  I was feeling snappy
  Perhaps I’d been napping
  And I had just ate
  Small town girl
  A following heart
  Can tear you apart
  On a midnight to 8 shift
  Small town girl
  A graveyard romance
  Can only give one chance
  As the tombstones weave and breathe
  Small town girl
  Small town girl
  Small town girl
  Ah, small town girl
  Small town girl
  Feeling happy
  When my heart got beating
  On a Sunday afternoon
  Small town girl
  I dreamt of breezes
  Going through the trees and
  Stars were still illumed
  Small town girl
  I have three hearts
  That I keep apart
  Trying to relate
  Small town girl
  To normal feelings
  And the nighttime reelings
  And some absynths drunk so late
  My small town girl
  Im just a small town girl
  Small town girl
  Small town girl
  The cook got drunk
  And all the whores they shrunk
  Onto the size of dessert plates
  Small town girl
  But me, I am happy
  Cause I got my little nappy
  And some opium to set me straight
  Small town girl
  Im just a small town girl
  Who wants to give it a whirl
  While my looks still hold me straight
  Small town girl
  Small town girl
  Straight up to illusion
  And fantasy’s fusion
  Of reality mixed with drink
  Small town girl
  Im just a small town girl
  Whos gonna give life a whirl
  Looking at the Brandenburg Gate
  Small town girl
  Im just a small town girl
  Giving life a whirl
  Looking at the
  Small town girl
  Brandenburg Ga-a-a-a-a-a-te
  Im just a small town girl
  Small town girl
  Small town girl, yeah yeah
  Small town girl
  Im just a small town girl
  Small town girl