The Katies
girl
With a pillow on her brainwave
In slow phase sheâs misplaced
With no trace and no thought of ever
Coming back there to a blank stare
And cold hair so beware and who cares
I canât dare try a fight her off
And you can go away and stay there
And I wonât even bother you
She breaks away to find the thing
With all the things that she will never get
Well, sheâs coming down hard
And she wonât forget her brainwave in small phase
And replaced with dual gauge and no taste
I canât say I try to fight her off