Tell your friends, turn on back around   We might need them to see what's going down      A waste of time a listless life   Filled with deathwish benders and diets      Where were you I remember   Six feet high and sliding under   You lied all the time      Found her trail, skirts and candy   And the fragrance hangs in the air so still      Venus-like, yet as a child   But the sider quiet and her lips curled      So young and tender   Caught her eyes still can't remember   Shy all the time   Lights on all night      You move in approval