She was a darling All the schoolboys hung around She was a sad thing Daddy's hand came down Mommy lay there like a stone And tried not to hear a sound
She's waiting for you now In the eye of the storm
"Try it our way And you could be the weekend girl With such a body Their faces mop the floor You'll be empowered, in control So you can take back what is yours... "
She's waiting for you now In the eye of the storm
Now she's an old girl Her tricks are nothing new A crumpled dollar bill So "this one's just for you" And as she crawls across the stage She tries not to hear a sound