The Ethereal Dream of Jocelyn Benai

Baby you're a fine piece of modern work
I'd pay so much to see you
You got long black hair and a dreamy look
They say you're almost see-through

Can I see? Can I see?
Aw, get a look at this

Baby you're a tribute to modern dreams
The clouds must all stay near you
With your Levis rippin' down at the seams
The papers say it suits you

Ah, now this must be what they call the break
But it ain't no break-up baby; no it ain't

Baby I can see they're gathered there
But I'm the finest piece of flotsam here
I got short black hair and a dreamy look
Don't you wanna go out somewhere?

Somewhere... somewhere

Well shouldn't we be gone from this nom de plume?
Shouldn't we make tracks from this Popsicle stand?
Popsicles bite back
Can't you see the stars are just hangin' around?
Don't you know it's up to us if we wanna be grand?

Baby you're a fine piece of modern work
I'd pay so much to see you
You got long black hair and a filthy look
They say you're almost see-through



Credits
Writer(s): Za's Stair
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