Helen

I just heard the news
A new one is on your line
I just heard the news
It’s taking all my time
What will you do
When I’m fine?
What will I write
When I’m fine?
I just heard the news
A new one is on your line
Legs they’re wrapped around
A victim by surprise
What will you do
When I’m fine?
What will I write
When I’m fine
Helen, if you called my name you know I’d go
In much the same way the sun steals the snow
I’ve been burned by the heat two bodies make
A little bird told me that your type is too ripe to take