Oh she comes on like a fog
  And then she goes out like a neurotic dog
  So now I’m sitting her thinking all day long
  Looking out the window with a blue hat on
  
  Find me an open grave
  Just push me in
  Then let me up to live again
  
  So she bought a little book
  And filled it up with names she never shook
  So I’m just one of them thinking all day long
  Looking out the window with a blue hat on
  
  Find me a sky high cliff
  Just let me try
  To jump right off maybe I’ll fly
  
  Looking out the window with the blue hat on
  
  Find me an open grave
  Just push me in
  Then let me up to live again
  
  Oh she comes on like a fog