Hotcha Girls

Smells like autumn, smells like leaves

You don't know that you'll rust and not belong so much and then gets

Left alone

Suck it up, take a ride and take a walk

And don't you know that old folks' homes smell so much

Like my own

The hotcha girls at the palisades

Dime store keets, pretty birds, pretty mouths

Mama's little truck stop Rose, her dancy feet her happy laugh

We were dropping dimes on the ponies in the cul-de-sac

Casting shadows throwing sparks

We left our teeth marks on the barrel of the gun

The clipper ship across your chest

Turns out the pony only had one trick, a wink for the truck stop boys

They learned it all from the polaroids

Smells like autumn smells like leaves

You don't know that you'll rust and not belong so much and then get

Left alone

Suck it up, take a ride and take a walk

And don't you know that old folks' homes smell so much

Like my own

Time blends light

Paint's all peeling

Wait outside

Take four rights

The hotcha girls in the palisades

Dime store keets, pretty birds, pretty mouths

Glass eyes and the wooden teeth

The engine's rusting in deep deep sleep, it waits

The mail came from miles away, the postal man is always late

And we wait and we wait

Tight-lipped with a big old mouth

The government workers all headed south while it rained

Glassy eyes and wooden teeth, the engine rusted in deep deep sleep

It waits, it waits, it waits, to awake