Garbage Picker Songtext
von Blanche

You said that you loved me deeply
And I called you my queen
And remember when you told me
That I had everything you′d ever need

My debonaire style impressed you
But you kept asking where I shopped
And that day you saw me digging by the roadside
Was the day that our romance stopped

You shouted, "Garbage picker, garbage picker, garbage picker
Garbage picker, garbage picker, garbage picker"

I find my own treasures
In other people's trash
You measured your pleasures by my treasures
Till you measured them against my cash


"Garbage picker, garbage picker, garbage picker
Mmm, all you are is a garbage picker
Garbage picker, garbage picker, garbage picker
Mmm, oh, garbage picker, pick it, pick it, woah"

Every time I see your car drive by
That name echoes in my brain
And the tears fill my eyes

You wish that you found out quicker
You say I didn′t tell the truth
Okay, I admit it, I'm a garbage picker
I guess that's why I picked you

Well, I thought that I saw something shine
Beneath your superficial dirge
You′re no hidden treasure
So next time, I′ll leave you at the curb

Garbage picker, garbage picker, garbage picker
Mmm, all you are is a garbage picker
Garbage picker, garbage picker, garbage picker
Garbage picker, garbage picker, garbage picker