She twist around your fingers
Like false colored racecars
Halter top and sweatband
Forehead window grease
She rode up on his shoulders
Like speedtrap forest trees
You're sterile and I need
To change my sheets
Upside down and sideways caster
Station wagon supercharger
Wired up to sitcoms
With your parent's pocket change
They die when they can't keep the grade
A page three shame
They never saw their birthdays
Never tried to get around
Just more scraping sounds