Louise Taylor - Angelee lyrics

She has the pale complexion of innocence and d**h She could be laid out in white with an armload of roses loose across her dress A Snow White in a gla** coffin instead of this street girl Sitting on the stoop of the Seventh Day Adventist Bible store Smoking And town folks say she's a fallen petal from a homeless teenager Dropped in the back alley, left to cry, damp and hungry on a pile of newspaper With nobody And he's no special man He knows it He just counts himself lucky To be holding on to something so soft and lovely as sweet Angelee And they just sit there, Sleeping Beauty and her man Neither one talking much, just staying together That's enough for this girl, almost a woman And every day Angelee wears her pretty party dress Poppy red with a cream lace coming loose from the hem Something to twist and never mend Something to count on again and again and again And he's no special man And she knows it She just counts herself lucky To be holding on to something so simple and steady as kind Freddy And Angelee rolls the sides of her patent flats over the edge of the stair And she polishes her moonstone face with a brush of her straight black hair And neighborhood kids laugh and point and shout "Look out for the vampire girl!" Truth is her beauty is sometimes hidden, sometimes frightening and surely not of this world And he's no special man And he knows it He just counts himself lucky To be holding onto something so strong as his love for sweet Angelee