... And he was hanging long   For this season much too long   He would have hung even longer   But he was cut off the rope   It was where everybody   Used to hang them selves   Oh, yes, my disappointed boy   It was not a lucky year      ... And she turned on the gas   With her little trembling hands   And since she was quite petite   Inside the oven she did creep   I knew there's something wrong   She did not answer the phone   Oh, yeah, my little girl   I should have come earlier then      You really broke me down   The next will never come   I won't tell you: see you around   The next year will never come...      ... And she shot him in the face   She was really sensitive   She could not put up whit it   When away swinging her hips   I had not expected it   And as always, I could say:   Had I only been three, babe   You could be impeccable      You really broke me down   The next will never come   I won't tell you: see you around   The next year will never come...