Polly Pereguinn

She's coming down the stairs again Just like Polly Pereguinn Noticing the carpet stains, one by one Then she goes out to the terrace Statue's made of plaster of Paris Lighting up her cigarette, she stares at the sun She's messing up her hair again Not sitting in a chair again Then she spills a bowl of cherries over the wall Just like Polly Pereguinn, She's messing up her hair again Go tell Polly Pereguinn, Then you'll see Sitting on the bed in a room of laughter The aftermath sparks a real disaster Living in the attic of her boarded up old house The picture of Polly that she can't be without She's all wrapped up Her head puzzles together Hoping that maybe it'll change the weather Just like Polly Pereguinn, She's messing up her hair again Go tell Polly Pereguinn, Then you'll see Coming down the stairs again Polly looked at her and said, "The stains upon the floor, I put there one by one" Opening the window that she painted red The rain outside lands upon her head Just like Polly Pereguinn, She's messing up her hair again Go tell Polly Pereguinn, Then you'll see Polly Pereguinn (X5)