Lucy

Lucy Was the Fastest Girl That I had ever Seen
Not the type of girl you’ll read about in magazines
Had a scent that you could smell for miles and miles
Lay in bed to hold her, just to watch her for a while
And I said, please, I’d hate to see you go
She looked at me so patiently, just waiting for the throw
Ran Away I knew that she was gone
Might return, or might just say, «So Long»
And I’ll say, Oh, Oh, Oh,
Lucy my sweet
Oh, Oh, Oh,
Lucy my sweetest little girl
Warm afternoon with Parliament and a coke
Sitting outside staring at the steady rising smoke
Imagining a silhouette of Lucy in the yard
I knew that she would leave, but not that it would be so hard
I’ll just sing, Oh, Oh, Oh
Lucy my sweet
Oh, Oh, Oh
Lucy my sweetest little girl
If you come back to me everyday, tomorrow
I will have prepared for you, a fresh can of Alpo
Oh.