Such a nice, little lucky girl
Wonders how she's alone
And big clouds put her in the shade
As she rests in a home.
Poor sweet little princess girl
Slides down a hill.
Afternoon after breakfast time,
She will search for relief
And she can't decide
Who to satisfy
And she can't decide
Who she should believe.
She's a pale cloudy sultry sexy girl.
I'll cry myself to sleep.
I'll cry in my sleep.
Such a nice little lucky girl
Wonders why she's inside
When all the space
She's ever occupied.
Since she flew,
Her mind's not right.
A sad tired broken girl.
We never had a chance.
A poor ghostly lonely girl.
I'll cry myself to sleep.
I'll cry in my sleep.
Writer(s): Jonathan S. Davis, Michael Goodman
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