Marianne - Tori Amos

Tuna, rubber

A little blubber in my igloo, yeah

And I knew you, pigtails and all

Girls when they fall

And they said Marianne killed herself

And I said, «Not a chance, not a chance»

Don’t you love the girls, ladies, babes

Old bags who say she was so pretty?

Why, why, why, why did she crawl down

In the old deep ravine?

Come on, pigtails, girls and all those sailors

Get your bags and hold down

Won’t you just hold down, hold down?

'Cause Ed is watching my every sound

I said they’re watching my every sound

The weasel squeaks faster than a seven day week

I said, «Timmy and that purple monkey

Are all down at Bobby’s house

Making themselves pesters and lesters

And jesters and my traitors of kind»

And I’m just having thoughts

I said I’m just having thoughts of

Having thoughts, having… Marianne

She could outrun the fastest slug, she could have

Just having thoughts of Marianne

Quickest girl in the frying pan

I’m just having thoughts of Marianne