She smiles like richard nixon
Walks like bridgette bardot
And I love her, but I cant trust her
Want her, cant let her know
And she comes
Dressed up in beat-up leather
Like a soft edged vision in black
And she runs up
Throws her arms around me
As if she knew I wanted her back
And she says
"how could you leave without me? "
She forgets she left before I did
Then she smiles like richard nixon
