She had a black rose tattoo
On her right hand wrist
She had the Golden Rule
Down low on her hip
And I never loved her
But, I told her I did
Over and over again
I was dreaming of you, she said
In your sharp black suit, she said
With your ten dollar words
And your five dollar shoes
I bet you still got that cigarette smile
And your country boy blues
And you sing it over and over again
She said you sing it like you mean it
But, it's just some stupid song
But little ballerina it's my favorite when you dance along
Nothing ever sounded better than this scratchy old record
I'm so happy that you threw it on
And you just let it spin
Over and over again
She pulls the needle off the record, throws her favorite old record on
Now it's worn out and cracklin'
She's happy it's her favorite song
She twirls around and around and around
Until it's over and gone
Just to start all over again
She plays it over and over, over and over again
She said you sing it like you mean it, but
The sunlight creeps in
And shines on the mirror
The night's pa**ed us by
And morning is here
But if you gotta go
Go safely my dear
And the record just skips at the end
Over and over, over and over again
Just skips