Little Yellow Dress

We slipped out on the cover of champagne

You tried to kiss me by the dollar save

Instead I took your hand as

We rode around the aisles

Filling up our pockets with aspartame

In your little yellow dress

Made me go ballistic

I begged you not to change it

And you never did

I'm so glad

that you disappeared When things got bad

And I cut off all my hair

You swore I would stay forever

Pissed in boots and jeans

Pegged at the ankle by the seam

You checked out before I started writing

Could you hear the sirens in your dream

In your little yellow dress

God you're so sadistic

let me underneath it

Now you keep it hid

I'm so glad

that you disappeared When things got bad

And I cut off all my hair

I still keep my money in a pillow on my bed

Yes the black dog still following

You would find it funny

Maybe hysterical

That I still believe in miracles

In your little yellow dress

You thought you were a mystic

You thought you could predict it

But you never could

Your little yellow dress

Made me go ballistic

I never will forget it

And I never should