Black as a beacon

In a river of shimmering fog

Yes she was

If you were heat-seeking

She was hard to ignore

Yes she was

And she snapped

Wing mirrors off of cadillacs

The particularly pretty ones

And that

Meant she never had to strain her back

When she was putting her lippy on

Well, time tastes bland

When she's not around

And you'd sit and you'd sink and approach the brink

Before she showed you how to shake love's steady hand

Tha knows

And she snapped

Wing mirrors off of cadillacs

The particularly pretty ones

And that

Meant she never had to strain her back

When she was putting her lippy on

Shake love's steady hand

Shake love's steady

She floats like a niccy rush but she stings like a b-flat

The blond-o-sonic shimmer trap

And she snapped

Wing mirrors off of cadillacs

The particularly pretty ones

And that

Meant she never had to strain her back

When she was putting her lippy on