Diane

You're too merry for me, Diane You're too cherry for me, Diane You've got bandages on your knees I really hate you, Diane You're too happy for me, Diane You're too preppy for me, Diane You practice your cello all day Then sling beers and tell lies every night Diane, my worlds gonna end with you When your poetry readings Make you feel blue Diane my worlds gonna end with you It's gonna end with you Diane, my worlds gonna end with you When my poetry readings Make you feel blue, Diane Diane, my worlds gonna end with you It's gonna end with you, Diane