She summered every winter through a calendar from
paradise
A cheap dressed up temp-job and a tan by cold
florescent light
'Anticipation' playing from the radio it mocks her life
'I was here', she scribbled in a restroom to prove she
was alive
All the working girls are fine
All the working girls are fine
All the working girls
All the working girls
All the working girls are fine
She summered every winter through a calendar from
paradise
I was here she scribbled in a restroom to prove she was
alive
All the working girls are fine
All the working girls are fine
All the working girls
All the working girls
All the working girls are fine
Sunlight shines
Contemplating suicide or a graduate degree
I said how's it going with her
I feel sullen
I feel sullen
I feel seventeen
