All I want is an indie boy Who'll sing me indie songs Who'll play his guitar until his uke feels left out And who'll melodise while I harmonise All I want is an indie boy Who'll sing indie songs with me We'll sing "Atlas Hands" and "Santa Fe" and "Riptide" And he'll melodise, and I'll harmonise We'll compare our brogues And we'll sing some Matthew Mole And my piano will fall in love with his harmonica All I want is an indie boy Who will write me indie songs About the sea and the sky and ice cream sundaes And he'll melodise, and I'll harmonise Has anyone seen my indie boy? I'm not quite sure where he is Please let me know if you see him Because my harmony is looking for its melody