Five stars to Jacqueline for leaving home when she was 70 And nothing seems to make sense no more And my God, she's a troubled being, she Walks around like she don't own a thing How could she be so accessible? Those green eyes could make a dead man sober Her halo's got on, she's something to worry about She's moving with speed, she's coming for closure Suspense is her favorite method of torture She got those eyes like Mona Lisa She's a jigsaw, see you soon or T-star We're breaking rules, living loose like Heaven needs her Take a breath, look up, see Anna's T-shirt She got those eyes like Mona Lisa She's a jigsaw, see you soon or T-star We're breaking rules, living loose like Heaven needs her Take a breath, look up, see Anna's T-shirt Sitting on the end of her bed Listen to her little lawn, I get her stuck in her head Her mind's spinning like a record This time she won't forget how to love Running through the street at night Sunset boulevard, she's seeing angels Hollywood fables on fire She's such a *** beautiful air Cause you're the one here, wonder kind of love Stay in town, kiss a little after midnight She's got your bones shaking, your heart racing And you're feeling alive She got those eyes like Mona Lisa She's a jigsaw, see you soon or T-star We're breaking rules, living loose like Heaven needs her Take a breath, look up, see Anna's T-shirt She got those eyes like Mona Lisa She's a jigsaw, see you soon or T-star We're breaking rules, living loose like Heaven needs her Take a breath, look up, see Anna's T-shirt Five stars to Jack O'Lantern Leaving home, she was 70 And nothing seems to make sense no more And oh God, she's a troubled being She walks around like she don't own her thing How could she be so accessible? Those green eyes could make a dead man sober Her halo's not on, she's something to worry about She's moving with speed, she's coming for closure Suspense is her favorite method of torture She got those eyes like Mona Lisa That's why you need some That's why you need some She got those eyes like Mona Lisa We're breaking rules, living loose like Heaven needs her Here comes the Anna's T-shirt She got those eyes like Mona Lisa *
