Parmalee like a photograph

She was a Sunday girl
With her hair pulled back
And a bottle in her hand
Covered in silver rings
She liked to tease
But I didn't get her name
All I want is to remember your name
I just need you to get me off again
But all I've got of you
Is a photograph in my head
No way to get with you
My A-M princess
I just need you to get me off again
I can't get your picture out of my head
She's such a lovely girl
But gasoline is running in her veins
She likes to try it all
Her favourite things are lipstick and cocaine
Come with me, stay with me
I want to be your partner in sin
I need to feel you