I saw a woman out in the evening going her Mary way up a city block Stricken by a strange pose bent out of shape the pose of a puppet master gone Looking up and in to a light across the road she froze for a moment then moved on Dada da dada da dada da When I came to where she'd been I looked around for a mirror and found in its place a billboard Beaming down a model in the echo of her body selling, no yelling, yelling the black jean And looking up and in to the light across the road I froze for a moment then moved on Dada da dada da 'Take it off of me We'll live this way forever I'll make you the fairest babe that's ever been' Dada da dada da dada da dada da dada da dada da