well, I stood beside the rain today

and twisted out my shirt

and she's a cooly you could say

when she gets down in the dirt



she puffs her pillow up so high

it's like she's hanging in the sky

she claims it was a crazy guy

who taught her how to hurt

yeah kept her so alert



I felt so under sideways down

when she showed me all her prints

I could not help but feel confused

when she threw that heavy hint



oh she pulled out all her magazines

she spread them out like chocolate dreams

her eyes were shooting dagger beams



she changed into her silk

I stood there drinking milk

well I could leave or stay

makes no difference either way



she said don't listen to her words

as if they were all dead

she said she never made decisions

but the last thing that she said

just before she turned the bed



she said well I could leave or stay

makes no difference either way

o.k.

well I could leave or stay