I
can
see
her
walking
home
from
the
bus
stop
from
my
bedroom
window

I
said
hello
kitty
she
said
ha
ha
you
said
hello
kitty

could
I
fall
asleep
on
your
shoulder
the
way
they
do
in
the
pictures

we
were
hillbillies
on
the
foothills
singing
blue
eyes
crying
in
the
rain

every
rose
has
its
thorn
just
like
every
cowboy
sings
a
sad
sad
song

-poison

she
puts
found
feathers
under
her
pillow
at
night
to
make
wishes
on

indica
girl
daughter
of
the
witch
wizard's
wife
magic
moon
mother

the
way
he
shrugs
his
shoulders
his
kindly
sighs
and
you
get
his
meaning

she
was
just
looking
pleasantly
around
as
I
happened
to
look
at
her

I
came
as
I
was
as
you
wanted
me
to
be
an
old
memory

she
was
worried
I
would
learn
of
her
lies
I
didn't
tell
her
I
had

I
drove
landscape
sick
I
drove
the
foothills
sang
to
me
I
drove
I
drove

I
touch
the
leaves
and
flowers
as
I
walk
by
especially
the
tall
grass

man
says
to
barber
I
want
the
david
lynch
barber
says
you
got
it

the
children
of
the
choir
sang
ch
ch
changes
turn
and
face
the
strange

I
love
her
because
she
chooses
the
mystery
flavor
lollipops

you
be
my
june
carter
sweet
baby
love
and
I'll
be
your
johnny
cash

my
motto
has
always
been
learn
the
rules
really
well
and
then
break
them

we
wrote
another
poem
he
and
I
I
won't
tell
you
how
it
goes

watch
out
you
might
get
what
you're
after
cool
baby
burning
down
the
house

-talking heads