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There she goes, so pitiful, she's so stupid and man is she dull
If I ever see the girl again, I'm gonna tell her that she can be my friend
I don't know how she survived, with everybody eating her alive
If I ever see the girl again, I'm gonna tell her that she can be my friend
Oh memories, aren't they fun, fun like a heart attack
Cleaning my room I find, artifacts of hers, what a sorry child,
what a golden girl
Well, I moved along, I moved a long way
I'm shocking the gods, I play a good game
Yet still, I'd like to be there when she was thrown by her hair
I'd tear their faces off and show them their own violence
There she goes, so pitiful, she's so stupid and man is she dull
If I ever see the girl again, I'm gonna tell her that she can be my friend
I don't know how she survived, with everybody eating her alive
If I ever see the girl again, I'm gonna tell her that she can be my friend
I know just where she lived, I have pictures of her in my head
That was many years ago, and now she's floating far below my conscious-ness
There she goes, so pitiful, she's so stupid and man is she dull
If I ever see the girl again, I'm gonna tell her that she can be my friend
I don't know how she survived, with everybody eating her alive
If I ever see the girl again, I'm gonna tell her that she can be my friend
Well, I moved along, I moved a long way
I'm shocking the gods, I play a good game
Yet still, I'd like to be there when she was thrown by her hair
I'd tear their faces off and show them their own violence
Song © 1994 - Happy Rhodes
Music, lyrics, voices, instruments and arrangements - Happy Rhodes
See credits for additional info
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