(Verlaine)

Well I fell out of bed

And slept on the floor,

Since my girl disappeared

I feel so downright poor.

What can I say?

Thought she was mine to keep,

But she's wandered away

And like a willow, I weep.



I believe I'll move into the junk yard

Live in my old shack,

I'll take my place out at the junk yard,

I ain't coming back.

Oh, if you only knew,

Lindi

Lindi-Lu,

I still thinks the world of you,

Lindi,

My little Lindi-Lu,

My little Lindi-Lu.



I finally found your note

Underneath the bed,

It said, "You're not too smooth,

goodbye Butterhead".

I'm taking a walk

To the valley beyond,

I tell you this my friend,

My mind is gone.



I believe I'll move into the junk yard

Live in my old shack,

I'll take my place out at the junk yard,

I ain't coming back.

Oh, if you only knew,

Lindi

Lindi-Lu,

I still thinks the world of you,

Lindi,

My little Lindi-Lu,

My little Lindi-Lu.