Heuser/Pierce
Never steal her surfboard
Let her dye your hair
On the sandless seashore
Frankie flips her hair
Well she'd say she's thirsty
And she'd say she's bored
But she rolls her shirtsleeves
At the neighbor's door
She pokes a broom in the living room
Hums a tune de tres bon album
Minds the zoo 'til the day is lost
And her arms are crossed
Behind her head
Well it's another serving
It's an extra step
It's the wheel a-turning
It's a hard fought breath
She never shies from storm clouds
She never shifts her weight
She's a hungry greyhound
She's an early great
She pokes a broom in the living room
Hums a tune de tres bon album
Minds the zoo 'til the day is lost
And her arms are crossed
Behind her head
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