Dusty Springfield
That's a pretty name
It even sounds like a game
In a green field
Hobby horses play the dusty game
When it's may
Pink and paisley skies
Shining in green eyes
A magic pin wheel
London flowers in her hair
Dusty Springfield
Silver starshine over crystal waters
Petals fall from her glance
Fflowers sparkle with a dew of morning
Feathers float from her dance
Suddenly the song's the thing
Fill your cup, come to the spring
And you'll stand so still
And you'll feel the thrill
Dusty Springfield
That's a pretty name
Pretty as a pearl
What a pretty girl
