Oh, she comes on like a fog
And then she goes out like a neurotic dog
So now I'm sitting here, thinkin' all day long
Looking out the window with a blue hat on
Find me an open grave
Just push me in
Then let me up to live again
So she bought a little book
And filled it up with names she never shook
So I'm just one of them thinkin' all day long
Looking out the window with a blue hat on
Find me a sky-high cliff
Just let me try
To jump right off, maybe I'll fly...
Looking out the window with a blue hat on
Find me an open grave
Just push me in
Then let me up to live again
Oh, she comes on like a fog...