Shel Silverstein - Pathetic Way Of Getting Over Me lyrics

Oh, if you read in the papers that she's been seen A gettin' in an' out of some millionaire's long, custom made limousine She may fool you with her smiles, but I can see That's just a poor hopeless hapless helpless pathetic way of gettin' over me So you were down at Joe's on the night she broke her zipper And some lame brain drank champagne out of her slipper And she danced on the piano and she screamed hurray I'm free That's just her poor hopeless hapless helpless pathetic way of gettin' over me Oh she'll do anything she can just to make me jealous Of course forgettin' me is gonna take her lots of years So I call her now and then just out of pitty; when she laughs at me That's just her way of bravely holding back her tears What's that you say she got married oh the poor little fool To some handsome movie star with a mansion and a swimming pool And she's looking good and she's got a kid or two or three That's just her poor hopeless hapless helpless pathetic way of gettin' over me