The girl comes from Lakeville 

Her dad - he cuts hair. 

It's a small town in the middle of nowhere. 

In tried and tested fashion 

She took a plane and headed west 

To a city of neuroses, to the one that I love best. 



Did you think I couldn't feel it from 5000 miles away? 

That I wouldn't sense betrayal in the things he could 

not say? 

I may be ditsy - I know I'm uncool 

But I'm not like you. 



Sierra Bonita 

That you'll never be. 

And I figure for that you'll always hate me. 

But beauty is affliction 

It scars you from the rest 

I only wanted to be ordinary, to be no more, to have 

no less. 



Did you think he wouldn't think of me when you moved 

your hand down there? 

That he wouldn't think it strange to run his fingers 

through your hair? 

Is the one thing that you want the thing you know 

you'll never have? 

Three lonely people - it's one sorry mess. 



Oh my girlfriend, girlfriend 

I dig the book you bought 

Hey my girlfriend, girlfriend 

The record was cool 

Oh my girlfriend, girlfriend 

You know you made me smile 

Oh my girlfriend, girlfriend 

I thought we'd be friends for a while... 



I thought that we'd be, I thought we'd be friends 

girl. 

What'ya do it for? Hey, what'ya do it for? 

Why'd ya make me cry, little girl? Cry. 

Oh the books and records, clouds in mind, I think of 

you, think of him sometimes... 

What'ya do it for? 

I won't think about it, I won't think about it 

Ever again.Thanks to thudord@yahoo.com