All Dolled-Up in Straps - The National

I think I saw you riding in a car

You looked happy for a woman

Black fingers in your mouth and a white

And a white pearl choker

My head plays it over and over

Don’t interrupt me

I think I saw you reaching for a glass

With your lanky white arms

Nothing else moves that way.

Are you kidding me?

My head plays it over and over

Don’t interrupt me

All dolled-up in straps, all colored in

Now, love, where have you been?

Dolled-up in straps, all colored in

Now, love, where have you been?

Where have you been?

I think I saw you walking in the city

Hips like a boy’s

The sun fell behind you and never stood up

My head plays it over and over

I think I heard you singing

«Oh poor sky, don’t cry on me

Did somebody break your heart again?

Oh poor sky, don’t cry on me

Are you gonna fall apart again?»

My head plays it over and over

All dolled-up in straps, all colored in

Now, love, where have you been?

Dolled-up in straps, all colored in

Now, love, where have you been?

Where have you been?

Oh poor sky, don’t cry on me

Did somebody break your heart again?

Oh poor sky, don’t cry on me

Did somebody break your heart again?

Oh poor sky, don’t cry on me

Are you gonna fall apart again?

Oh poor sky, don’t cry on me

Are you gonna fall apart again?