She dont get it
She dont get it
But then not many of us do
But we still try to fake it
You didnt hear that from me
You couldnt have,
I never say anything I dont mean, and I did mean to say that
*chorus*
And when you get confused pretty girl
Take a second pretty girl
And think about how strange it is, that youre a human being
And youre wearing shoes and undergear
Your neighbor has an accent dear
And hes living on a planet
That is suppended in an atmosphere
Just take a second and maybe you will find
A little piece of mind
From my balcony I witness
The end of the dayshift
Workers walking to their cars and
Barking their see you laters
In the distance I can hear
The freeway that theyre now on
Locked inside their cars and barking at other drivers
Chorus
She dont get it
Silly little pretty girl she hasnt got a clue this one
I know this life isnt for real
I talk about the differences
In my series of short essays
But death is another subject
She flirts openly in space
Flirts with the cosmos
Shrinking suitors with her sharp tongue
But thats just the way she comes off
