Lone Didion

She's a lone, she's a lone, lone, lone Didion She's a lone, she's a lone, lone, lone Didion Get along, get along without her Get along, get along without him Lone Didion Every Saturday night, she came in with him Table six in the back, tall beer and a gin Now she comes in alone, lone Didion If he lies, says he'll keep you safer than him And he leaves, and he makes you pay for your gin Now she comes in alone, lone Didion Put the top down, skip town, yellow Corvette Up to the East Bay, trees swaying, never get wet Going ahead for the hills of Montana Gotta get away from these mad Santa Anas Lone Didion Every Saturday night, she came in with him Table six in the back, tall beer and a gin Now she comes in alone, lone Didion And he lies, says he'll keep you safer And he leaves and he makes you pay for Now she comes in alone, lone Didion