never thought about a quick romance
and yet this girl on my lonely street
always asks me for something to eat
all i could offer her was my silver spoon
tempting beneath the summer moon
but all she ever wanted to do
was chase away the color blue
i saw her running down the railroad track
a screaming monkey riding on her back
and climbing up the Hemlock tree
reciting soulful poetry
she'd wave her arms looking back at me
never seeing the stop sign on the hill
she'd pass the hat but not the chill
wanted me to love her but i never will
her eyes were Heaven but they looked like Hell
she might have been lovely but you couldn't tell
a broken beauty inside a graveyard dream
she'd toss and turn in her silent scream
hungry for a lover who would never cry
i watched her fall and i watched her die
her eyes were Heaven but they looked like Hell
she might have been lovely but you couldn't tell
she might have been lovely but you couldn't tell
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