She was standing beneath a willow
Staring up at the sun
A drop dead blue-eyed honey
Barely twenty one
With her hopped up 80's hairdo
And her Judy Garland shoes
They say she drank manhattans tall
While she sang the Kansas Blues
She could find some love every now and again
Standing in my room at 2 am
I'm a better man for knowing girls like this
And I remember how sweet she held me
I believed every lie she'd tell me
And I remember how sweet she held me
The last time we kissed
She was never plain and simple
Satin and safety pins
Black leather jacket
And vintage leopard skins
With a sunburn on her shoulders
Pearl white swimsuit straps
Ahe could burn the daylight all night long
In a sudden picture snap