We slipped down under cover of champagne
You tried to kiss me by the dollar sale
Instead I took your hand as we rolled around the aisle
Filling up our pockets with aspartame
And your little yellow dress
Made me go ballistic
I begged you not to change it
And you never did
I'm so glad
That you disappeared when things got bad
And I cut off all my hair
You swore I would stay
Forever pissed in boots and jeans
Pegged at the ankle by the seam
You checked out before I started rioting
Could you hear the sirens in your dream?
And your little yellow dress
God, you're so sadistic
You let me underneath it
Now you keep it hid
I'm so glad
That you disappeared when things got bad
And I cut off all my hair
I still keep my money in the pillow on my bed
And yes the black dog's still following
You would find it funny
Maybe hysterical
But I still believed in miracles
And your little yellow dress
You thought you are a mystic
You thought you could predict it
But you never could
Your little yellow dress
Made me go ballistic
I never will forget it
And I never should.