Standing on your balcony in the sky

Trying to think of one reason you should not run

You thought you saw your innocence driving by

With your college education riding shotgun

Ah, girl, it's a long way to heaven and

It ain't nowhere near to Greenwich, Connecticut

You thought you'd be married off at twenty-seven

Guess you better forget it

Oh, Lady Catherine, the queen to be

Talking Michelangelo over tea

And Lady Catherine, the queen to be

Is back to being just Katie drinking beer with me

You were just gonna teach school a year or two

'Til Mr. Pinstripe was ready for a family

He skipped out, now the rag man is calling you

And how you gonna fend him off on your salary?

Every world now and then just collapses

Even when you think you made it to the big top

I'm here to tell you those momentary lapses don't ever stop

No, Lady Catherine, the queen to be

Talking Michelangelo over tea

And Lady Catherine, the queen to be

Is back to being just Katie drinking beer with me

Now that the acid rain has rusted out your empire

Nobody's standing 'round to look at all your new clothes

Ain't no rubies in your bloody crown of barbed wire

Ain't no diamonds in the tears dripping off your nose

Forget the time you wasted waiting on the good prince

Forget the many miles you traveled as the crow flies

It don't show where the crow left his footprints around your eyes

Oh, Lady Catherine, the queen to be

Talking Michelangelo over tea

And Lady Catherine, the queen to be

Is back to being just Katie drinking beer with me

Oh, Lady Catherine

Talking Edgar Allan Poe over tea

And Lady Catherine

Is back to being just Katie drinking beer with me

She's just Katie to me

She's just Katie to me

She's just Katie to me