She was brunette
Without having anything to comb her hair
And I was suckling
Tasted this new milk
BB dependent
And there it was showing off
Me at the wheel of my Austin
The glove box in the whiskey
She served me, sweet servant,
Dries and put in gasoline
The headlights blared during the night
My brunette BB
My brunette BB
Brunette you know it,
I had too much pain
To start again
You do knew,
My hands leave the rudder
I wonder
Where you are going to take me
Morbid BB
My brunette BB