Virginia, Wait

Sweet Virginia has to wait
Got a lovesick heart on fire
Got a lovesick heart on fire
And she plays a lover’s ire
Sweet
Poor Mariana has to go
With her homesick head on fire
All her friends know she’s on a wire
Can’t escape but never sad
Oooooh
Spring makes her say the strangest things
She told Marie that she wasn’t alive
Fell into the arms of Phaedra’s smile
At the break of a crackling dawn
On the West Side high
So, Virginia stays at home
Tell the kids she’ll be OK
Living years of yesterday
Doing other simple household things
Like picking up the phone and letting it ring
And she plays at lover’s ire
Sweet