Lyric Nothing is Real but The Girl - Blondie

Lyric Song Nothing is Real but The Girl: Some days are all MondaysSort of time on iceIt seems like jet planes on snowed in runways under clear blue skiesWho needs itNothing is real but the girlNothing is real but herMoney goes to money in a figure eight around meMoneyWho s gonna love me if I liquidate and drown meNothing is real but the girlNothing else feels solidWe believe in loveWe believe in little things like Heaven up above and sevenIt s a lucky number!We believe that something lives inside every thing there isDon t think about it muchI mean itI believe itI believe itWind downPut your mind down like your missing schoolYou ll teach her to find out while your dying in your living room how much you need herNothing is real but the girlOnly her eyes are solidNothing is real but herNothing is real but the girl