Someone's knocking in the distance
But I'm deaf and blind
She's not expected home this evening
So I leave the world behind

For the vanishing girl
The vanishing girl, yes
She'd give you a twirl
But she vanishes from my world
So burn my letters
And you'd better leave just one pint a day
The whole street's talking about
My white shirts looking so grey

People gossip on the doorstep
Think they know the score
She's giving him the runaround
The man from number four

Has a vanishing girl
A vanishing girl, yes
She'd give you a twirl
But she vanishes from my world
Yes, the paint is peeling
And my garden is overgrown
I got no enthusiasm
To even answer the phone

When she's here, it makes up for the
Time she's not and it's all forgotten
But when she goes, I'm putting on the pose

For the vanishing girl
The vanishing girl, yes
She'd give you a twirl
But she vanishes from my world
So burn my letters
And you'd better leave just one pint a day
The whole street's talking about
My white shirts looking so grey
Ah ah ah