As she watched the TV set, she combed her hair and did her make up. Oh to have a life like theirs, a lovely house, a handsome husband. Wasn't much to do in town, 'cept sit around with kids and widows. Oh to have a life like theirs, a lovely house… They went out for cigarettes, the men in town, and never came back. Oh that girl, the things she dreamt, she was so clever, poor thing. Wasn't much to do in town 'cept watch the laundry spin around. La dee da dah da dee dum buh bah dee dum. I could change my name, be a wanted woman. I could change my name, and sound like a j**el to whom the good things come. He isn't like their handsome men. He kicks the fridge. He says the house is sh**. And her howling babies stand suspicious questions make him. I could change my name, be a wanted woman. I could change my name and sound like a j**el. Take me with you.