Five fingers and one tough

Start the fire that I miss so much

A hard laugh and a cool smile

Frightened eyes like a runaway child



She's the darling of your dreams

That disappears without a trace

And such a pretty young thing



A good kid

The precious kind

Daddy's baby

Is doing fine



A split lip from a fist fight

She paints her face for a saturday night

White bracelets and black hose

Stepping out like a real Jackie-O



Not a man that's on the make

It's gonna be a slow burn

Got a habit got to break