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