The last time that I saw her   She was standing in the rain   With her overcoat under her arm   Leaning on a horse head cane      She said, "Carl, take all the money"   She called everybody   "Carl my spirit's broke   My mind's a joke and getting up's real hard"      Don't you know her when you see her?   She grew up in your back yard   Come back to us Barbara Lewis   Hare Krishna Beauregard      Selling bibles at the airports   Buying Quaalude's on the phone   Hey, you talk about, a paper route   She's a shut in without a home      God save her, please she's nailed her knees   To some drugstore parking lot   Hey, Mr. Brown turn the volume down   I believe this evening's shot      Don't you know her when you see her?   She grew up in your back yard   Come back to us Barbara Lewis   Hare Krishna Beauregard      Can't you picture her next Thursday?   Can you picture her at all?   In the Hotel Boulderado   At the dark end of the hall      I gotta shake myself and wonder   Why she even bothers me   For if heartaches were commercials   We'd all be on TV      Don't you know her when you see her?   She grew up in your back yard   Come back to us Barbara Lewis   Hare Krishna Beauregard