My girlfriend's in her car

But her brain is up in Mars

Or some other chocolate bar

Or a movie star

She sits there in a storm

I don't want to keep her warm

Not until I brush my teeth

Or until I cry

Remnants of her beer

In my flowerpot

And a little plastic shark

That she gave to me

When she came to me

With flowers in the nude

Eggnog in june

Candles in the light

Singing out of tune

She told me she could love

But forgetting all the news

Spitting out her dues

Like a slot machine

She fills me like storm

She treats me like a home

Or some plastic bag in Rome

Or a movie star

She cleaned out her pipe

In my flowerpot

She told me she could love

When she came to me

With flowers in the nude

Eggnog in june

Candles in the light

Singing out of tune

Words by Zam.