Marjorie

I stop to peer at her from across the road
Where she's standing with her heavy load
I hit the light before she cross the street
Smiling to say may I pleasure to meet you
And she said hey stranger
Just lend me your hand
We'll talk on the way
You might understand

She says she still sees the ghost when she's out
Tearing through town with a rose in her mouth
And one moon hangs over this masquerade
She's full of it now
And armed to make that getaway right away

But when that rhythm hits your lonely feet
You'll spill out the bar and into the street

Now she might be my new heart attack
She's girl in the face and ghost in the ass
But she might be the brightest jewel
Her hair is long her lips are full

Now what we doing round here waiting for
My smile's in your eye and your eye's on the door
But when I stop to turn and write this down
She moves from the room
We meet up on the way out

Marjorie
Marjorie
Marjorie
Marjorie
Marjorie