Running late again for soundcheck
But no one will tell us where the cover went
Because it didn't hit my paypal
Make it up - a tale - it got sent
At the institute, the sleepy cat came to check me out
They shook their heads, Franklin, they said
Don't do things like that - he keeps to himself
"What are you a witch or something?"
If only I had a dime for each and every time
But I wasn't Stevie that night.
I was Christine
A visit from an old friend, with pockets lined
would show me just what it means.