... And he was hanging long For this season much too long He would have hung even longer But he was cut off the rope It was where everybody Used to hang them selves Oh, yes, my disappointed boy It was not a lucky year ... And she turned on the gas With her little trembling hands And since she was quite petite Inside the oven she did creep I knew there's something wrong She did not answer the phone Oh, yeah, my little girl I should have come earlier then You really broke me down The next will never come I won't tell you: see you around The next year will never come... ... And she shot him in the face She was really sensitive She could not put up whit it When away swinging her hips I had not expected it And as always, I could say: Had I only been three, babe You could be impeccable You really broke me down The next will never come I won't tell you: see you around The next year will never come...