MOLLY IS ALIVE IN NEW YORK CITY
BUT SHE CANâT TAKE THE COLD IN WINTER TIME
SHEâD LIKE TO MOVE OUT WEST
TO CALIFORNIA SHEâLL CONFESS
BUT IT SHAKES AND QUAKES
AND SHE WONT CROSS THAT LINE
I DONâT NECESSARILY AGREE
WHEN SHE TALKS ABOUT THE WORLDS CONSPIRACIES
BUT SHE SURE GETS MY ATTENTION
WHEN SHE TELLS ME DONâT YOU MENTION IT
THEYâRE GONNA GET YOU LIKE THEY GOT THE KENNEDYâS
IN MOLLYâS HEAD
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IN HER EYES A LIGHT IS SHINING
ON HER LIPS A FINE RED WINE
IN HER HEART THE DEEPEST LONGING
STUCK IN HER HEAD IS A SONG OF MINE
NOW SHEâS A LOOKER AND I LOOK A LOT
SHE TELLS ME JOHNNY YOUR ALL IâVE GOT
SHE WAS ORPHANED AT THIRTEEN
BY SOME JUNKY OUT IN QUEENS
FOR FIFTY BUCKS IN A PARKING LOT
GIVE ME ALL YOUâVE GOT
AND BROUGHT UP IN A HOUSE OF DYSFUNCTION
WITH HER AUNT LOUISE AND SEVEN ASSHOLE COUSINS
WEARING HAND ME DOWNS
AND GOING FIFTEEN ROUNDS
EVERY TIME SHE TOLD LOUISE SHE NEEDED SOMETHING
JUST A LITTLE SOMETHING
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SHE SAID COME ON OVER JOHN
AND IâLL PUT SOMETHING SEXY ON
WE CAN MAKE LOVE TO THE SOUND OF MUSIC
THATâS WHEN I LOSE IT
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