Ol’ Jill and Jack must know how we feel,
Lyin’ sprawled out at the bottom of a hill.
Going tumbling after each other almost getting killed
chasing after some sort of thrill, Cause saying it never felt real.
There’s some kind of mountain on the North side of town,
I climb to the top and turn back around.
Listening for a voice or some sort of sound,
telling me not to come down. I ain’t never wanna be found.
Boys in poison ivy gloom.
Girls in pearls are growing up too soon.
I’m weeping and i’m wailing crying why me Lord,
I guess you can’t understand what you can’t afford
The circus is giving a main street parade,
a procession of ghosts trying not to fade away.
And poor old Pop is begging his kids to behave,
“If your Mama was still around, she wouldn’t want to see you actin this way”
I’m starting to see her whenever I dream.
But still things are moving a little too fast for me.
A kiss on the mouth seems a little too free,
How ‘bout a walk by the water, and I’ll save up for a ring.
Boys in poison ivy gloom.
Girls in pearls are growing up too soon.
I’m weeping and i’m wailing crying why me Lord,
I guess you can’t understand what you can’t afford
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