Theresa Sokyrka

She let her hair down
Long and Low
And fumbled through her bag
To find the things she left behing
Because goldfish never live to be that old
And swimming by
you startled my old heart
Just like a box of Jack
But don't call for tricks dear
Give me some cold cheer
And explain to me
While reality is as dirty
As your knobby knees
But check to see how Loverly it is
Don't take my word as what it is
To take from me
And give to you
is what I've always longed to do
Believe me when I say that this is true
And flow right by on your little eye
As simply as a butterfly
Give me some cold cheer
And explain to me
While reality is as dirty
As your knobby knees
But check to see how Loverly it is
Just check to see how loverly it is
Just check to see how loverly it is