Naomi

Your prettiness is seeping through

Out from the dress I took from you

So pretty

And my emptiness is swollen shut

Always a wretch I have become

So empty

And, please, please, don't leave me

I'm watching Naomi, full bloom

I'm hoping she will soon explode

Into one billion tastes and tunes

One billion angels come and hold her down

They could hold her down until she cries

I'm tasting Naomi's perfume

It tastes like shit and I must say

She comes and goes most afternoons

One billion lovers wave and love her now

They could love her now and so could I

There is no Naomi in view

She walks through Cambridge stocks and strolls

And if she only really knew

One billion angels could come and save her soul

They could save her soul until she shines

So pretty

And, please, please, don't leave me