She was sixteen going on fifty
and the Zombies
I'm not quite sure exactly
what that means
But her speakers screamed Sinatra
Her hair hung red around her
She said she was Jim Morrison
ripped blue jeans
incarnate
A psychic on La Brea told her so She asked me if I ever read Lolita
She took my hand and lead me to
And she said .
her door
Let's go to my room
I'll show my posters
Let's go to my room
I'll show you I'm a lover
She locked the door behind me
She lit a candle
Then blew it out said the moon
The lizard king and T. Rex for wall
would do just fine
paper
Above her bed hung a
She asked me if I liked her
Nodecorator
As she stripped behind a wall of
I woke up with her pillow and her
diary
raining beads
read
And she said .
She took her bath as I began to Let's go to my room
I'll show you my posters
I'll show you I'm a loverLet's go to my room.
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