Instant Martya

She’s an instant martyr
A drama queen
She gets up like a star
Cries like she used to
Walking around with this air of a queen
She doesn’t know what she wants
Knows how to use you
Oh — where are the stars up in the sky
Isn’t there hope for you and I, my darling?
I am so intolerably blue
At the thought of leaving you, my darling
Honey pie — oooh
It’s in her eyes, sugar
Goona get you down — oooh
It’s no surprise, lover
Come around
She’s the cream of the crop
She’s the cropper of the cream
She’s the time of your life
One in a million
Walking around with this air of a queen
She doesn’t know what she wants
Knows how to use you now!
Where are the stars up in the sky
When you need them, when you need them?
I am so intolerably blue
Just at the thought of leaving you, my darling
Sugar pie — oooh
It’s in her eyes, sugar
Gonna get you down — oooh
It’s no suprise, lover
When you come around — oooh
She’s staring at you, sugar
Gonna get you down — oooh
She’s looking so cruel, lover
When you’re coming 'round
Here comes the sun, little darling
Here comes the sun
Here comes the sun, little darling
And here comes the sun