Miss Spiritual Tramp Lyrics

It was a drive by
Colombian neck tie
And I'm glad to see you're doing well
They brought you flowers
And stayed for hours
And as I drifted in and out of sleep
I saw a vision that I must repeat
She had a sweet tooth
Kiss and tell phone booth
And her lips were like a harbinger
And her eyes were full of cracked champagne

Oooooh-oooh-ooh-ooh-ooooooooh

The kids on fire
A broken-nosed liar
And as they pushed the pillow in my face
I got a gift of all your tasteless ways.