She was a looker from Davenport Manor
I was a sleeper from one crazy dream
But I dropped that old act
You know that's a fact
When her beauty came calling my name
"Brilliant," she laughed, "no more love songs
Rock me hard, forget fortune and fame"
What could I do?
Her voice pierced me through
When her beauty came calling my name
Dandies of doubt and depression
All you who love panic and pain
There's no use in describing
The medicine she's prescribing
Let her flush your old life down the drain
O Beauty, dear Beauty, my queen