(And she goes)
(And she goes)
On and on
Hate it for a minute
But a minute has come and gone
Then she's humming along
To the fucking chorus
Of your song
And she goes
And she'll tell you you're wrong
Too caught up in the winter
In the moon and in your bones
Oh well that may be true
Oh but it's just another, just another thing to do
And she goes
On and on
She's dawning a red dress
Yeah here she comes
Forever on and on
She's a-coming, she's a-coming, she's a-coming
When I call
And she goes
