Some store
I'm not going back there anymore
Wandered in
Don't think I'll do that again, no way
No I don't think I'll do that again
I swear ... you
Look at me cross-eyed and
I don't know what to do .. no way
No I don't know what to do crazy loon
Some store
I'm not going back there anymore
Wandered in
Don't think I'll do that again, no way
No I don't think I'll do that again, I swear... you
Look at me cross-eyed and
I don't know what to do .. crazy loon
Crazy loon
Crazy loon
You crazy
You crazy
You crazy
There's a room in his pallet
There's a pillow for his head
Sees an offshoot in his bottle
When he wants to see me dead
Heirlooms
A loon
Heirlooms
A loon
Never thought I'd see that silly grin
Never thought I'd see that fool again
Never thought I'd love that lunatic
Nothing left to dance around
What a hero
What a black and blue bird
What a loon, A loon
What a loon, A loon
Composição: Kristin Hersh