She gets down on her knees to throw up life   She gets down on her knees to throw up life   She gets down on her knees to throw up life   That?s the only thing she does it good      Room to room, flushing away her memory   Bay to bay, washing out her history      She gets down on her knees to make up life   She gets down on her knees to make up life   She gets down on her knees to make up life   That?s the only way she has it good      She?s a mainliner who?s never took a main line   She?s a one liner who?s never found the one line   She goes from one bay to another looking for a liner      Going down, down, down, down to feel the ground   Coming up, up, up, up to make the flight      She?s a line thrower, dip it in a honey bowl   She?s a line burner, rub it in with vinegar and oil   She goes from one sky to another looking for a liner      Going down, down, down, down to feel the ground   Coming up, up, up, up to make the flight      Going down, down, down, down to feel the ground   Coming up, up, up, up to make the flight      Blur patches in the clouded sky   Too high to catch her tears and sighs   Looking over tenderly