Whoever sets eyes on you

with the ball and chain and the attitude

says it’s true

yes it’s true

two records with the same old song

and your grandma’s jacket with the pictures on

that you drew

yes you drew

Hail Mary

Don’t you want to buy me a new pair of high heel shoes?

still reading what your idols said

on your three post bed while the rave reviews

come through

oh come through

outside is where the streets bleed red

and it’s gone to your head

nothing left to do

oh it’s true

it’s true

Hail Mary

don’t you want to buy me a new pair of high heel shoes?

Hail Mary

don’t you want to buy me a new pair of high heel shoes?

come on

won’t you find me dutch tulips

and lay me in a field for the day

so long

it’s been good to know you

can you hear them sing?