copyright 1993
Urko Aldo music
words by Rand Bellavia and Adam L. English
music by Adam L. English and Rand Bellavia
performed by Ookla the Mok
She came into my room at
two o'clock in the afternoon
And she said that she had a desperate need
To talk about our relationship and wasn't it time that we called
it quits
But she cried when I said that I kind of agreed
I didn't know what to say
I began to wish I was dead
Crazy me crazy me
I thought that she meant what she said
She said she wanted to hear
me say that I'd always want to be near her
I asked, "Well why isn't that what you said?"
She turned and cried some more and when she left she slammed the
door
Then I sighed with relief and sat down on my bed
My jaw nearly hit the floor
I couldn't believe my eyes
Twenty minutes later when I opened the door
And she was standing right outside
I said, "Hey what the
hell are you still doing here?" and she said, "Well
I thought you were gonna come after me"
I rolled my eyes and told her, "You should really be acting
older
You're thirty years old and I'm just twenty-three"
To make her leave was
beyond my power so we hugged for half an hour
And I know for sure because I checked
My cowboy secret space detective super hero radioactive
Message decoding watch behind her neck
Two hours later she finally
left
And this time she was really gone
I sat done immediately
And I began to write this song
I was out on New Year's Eve
and as I was getting ready to leave
I saw her approach from across the bar
So I pretended I was plastered she found out and she called me a
bastard
But she followed me home anyway in her car
We argued right outside my
door
It was unbelievably cold
My toes were getting kind of numb
So I told her that I had to go
Now I live in fear every
time I see her coming near
I try to hide but I can't get away
I'm sick of lies and compromises averting eyes and wearing
disguises
She stalks me twenty-four hours a day