transcribed by kevin hung

hair in curls
not quite as tall as the other girls
i´d ran away from the laughter upstairs
wear high heels and i cut my hair
try to conceal so tired of their small town games
whistle a tune of a horse with no name
hang around by the stadium
drinking a wine like a bowery bum
erica let´s go out tonight
staying out till the morning light
erica let´s go out tonight
everything´s gonna be alright
diamond joe
he took my watch and my stereo
i wished i hadn´t got a permanent wave
can´t show my face at the town arcade
can´t stand that place anyway
tired of their small town games
whistle a tune of i gotta see jane yeah
read the stars of an aries girl
wear the crown in another world