You don't pass your time in limbo

Or hang out with the crowd

Sitting on the stoop like a little girl

Who took the wrong road into town

But you got that short cut way about you

And no one's gonna stare you down

You cook much better on a lower flame

You burn much better when the sun goes down



And heaven can wait

But you ought to be a saint

I got your very best intentions

Helping me along

And if I ever fail to mention

You were an overnight sensation

Well take it from me

My baby's a saint

My baby's a saint



I believe you were a new arrival

On the fast train passing through

And you traded in your luck for survival

To sweeten up the witch's brew

You had a better way of working magic

A little mystery in your eyes

Instead of rolling over you remained the same

You took the whole world by surprise

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