Five fingers and one tough   Start the fire that I miss so much   A hard laugh and a cool smile   Frightened eyes like a runaway child     She's the darling of your dreams   That disappears without a trace   And such a pretty young thing   A good kid   The precious kind   Daddy's baby   Is doing fine   A split lip from a fist fight   She paints her face for a saturday night   White bracelets and black hose   Stepping out like a real Jackie-O   Not a man that's on the make   It's gonna be a slow burn   Got a habit got to break