Shelly Holly

Shelly Holly
Shellys hollow
Shelly holly
Shellys hollow
Shellys all alone sitting in her pair of news
Waiting by the phone to ring
His call might come through

Stephen Crawley Stephen Crawleys calling her
To confirm if she would like
To go on an airplane ride
Somewhere that is calm
Going going gone

Steve and Shelly over dressed for
Exiting the tucson airport
Pulling at their clothes
Dip and dive down the water slide
Pokin' sticks with beehives in their frontal lobes
Who would ever know

Steve and shelly made it right
Shelly and steve laughed all night
In their pseudo summer robes
Shedding off the winters cold
Shelly and steve freed their souls
And now it's time to go
Going going gone
Going going gotta get gone



Credits
Writer(s): Alex Moore
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