The New Girl - Cows

There goes Roberta, she’s the new girl

Cocktail waitress at the Blue Bird

She’s going to art school on her dad’s dough

She’s not exactly a genius

That’s all right though

She moved here from the country with her boyfriend

I sat and figured my chances as I nodded my head

I sat and listened all day about him

She said he was the first one who never used her

That he took her places, he amused her

I said, «He sounds like a nice guy», then I kissed her

She kissed me back and then she whispered

That though she’s not like this, maybe sometime

We’ll get together just this one time

The next morning she said that she had never met anyone like me

She’s the new girl

But she had to tell him, and he threw her out

I lost track of her, then she left town

When she gets my recorder I act like I’m not home

She says she’s doing just fine

still trying to forget me

I just turn up the TV

Why let it upset me

She’s the new girl

How can she know that she’ll meet more

And that they’ll all be like me

That there’s more, so many more

And they’ll all be like…