Polly Pereguinn

She's coming down the stairs again

Just like Polly Pereguinn

Noticing the carpet stains, one by one

Then she goes out to the terrace

Statue's made of plaster of Paris

Lighting up her cigarette, she stares at the sun

She's messing up her hair again

Not sitting in a chair again

Then she spills a bowl of cherries over the wall

Just like Polly Pereguinn,

She's messing up her hair again

Go tell Polly Pereguinn,

Then you'll see

Sitting on the bed in a room of laughter

The aftermath sparks a real disaster

Living in the attic of her boarded up old house

The picture of Polly that she can't be without

She's all wrapped up

Her head puzzles together

Hoping that maybe it'll change the weather

Just like Polly Pereguinn,

She's messing up her hair again

Go tell Polly Pereguinn,

Then you'll see

Coming down the stairs again

Polly looked at her and said,

"The stains upon the floor, I put there one by one"

Opening the window that she painted red

The rain outside lands upon her head

Just like Polly Pereguinn,

She's messing up her hair again

Go tell Polly Pereguinn,

Then you'll see

Polly Pereguinn (X5)