She's only laughing every night
She's only haunted by a sea horse
She's only troubled by the minnows and shills in cracks yet filled
She don't know what to do with her pa**ion
She don't know what to do with her pa**ion
She's only laughing every night
Check out the weasel in the tree top
Spoke tales of vanishing, a crown, double galaxy, Major Phil
She don't want - know what Joan of Arc felt