Oh she comes on like a fog
And then she goes out like a neurotic dog
So now I’m sitting her thinking all day long
Looking out the window with a blue hat on

Find me an open grave
Just push me in
Then let me up to live again

So she bought a little book
And filled it up with names she never shook
So I’m just one of them thinking all day long
Looking out the window with a blue hat on

Find me a sky high cliff
Just let me try
To jump right off maybe I’ll fly

Looking out the window with the blue hat on

Find me an open grave
Just push me in
Then let me up to live again

Oh she comes on like a fog




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