I lay by the pool with a shirt over my face
Listening to her talk about her day
She said, “Look at me, what do you see?
I tried to lose some weight. It’s not the way my body looks that I can’t stand
It’s the sound my footsteps make.â€
And she hadn’t eaten at all that day, or if she did, she threw it up anyway.
I looked at her, through the cloth
And almost let it slip that I was running off
To Bethlehem, Bethlehem.
She bit her lip, she answered her telephone,
That son of a bitch will never leave that girl alone.
I said, “I’m leaving and I don’t know when I’ll return.â€
I said, “I condemn you to the pits of hell where you shall burn.â€
But she was talking to the coolest kid in school,
So I took off my bathing suit and I jumped in the pool.
To Antartica, or Neptune, oh whatever!
Can we get that played back?