Millie Christine's so pretty
Standing back to back and side to side
I know the way already
I'd sure love to take you for a ride
You say it won't kill you like it
Killed your friends but now I'm not so sure
Say what you will, but you're still
Hauned by the things you never were
When you're asleep and
All the moring air is heavy with the dew
Two headed nightingale
Will sing her pretty songs for me and you
Look at you standing there
You're built so sturdy like a pioneer
I'd like to climb right up and
Ride you very far away from here
The carpenter ants are eating
Through the hollow logs behind the house
Put on your pants and comb your hair
We're getting up and heading south