Little Miss Naked You

I remember a time when I love a girl
She lived on the other side of my broken world
I lived in a house made out of broken homes
A little bit of smoke, some dried up coke and stick and stones

I've got a story that I'd like to tell
About a goodbye and “hey babe I wish you well”
There's no glory for me it only hell
Be sure and speak up if it rings a bell

Clash, clash give me that stash fast
Before I crash I'm done, done just begun
Damn girl well you’re so much fun 
Like hash, have a bash where's the cash I don't got none
I should have run before her shirt buttons came undone
There's no mistaken you, little miss naked you
There's no mistaken you, little miss naked you

There is no point no just a memory
That follows me round like a bad disease
Please Mr. Breeze blow her back to me
Don't leave, I need, you know I still believe

I've got a story and it's already told
Stop me now if you think it's getting old
There's no glory for still I won't fold
Mr. Breeze you only gave me a (cold)

Would you be my girl?