She was the finest girl I’ve ever seen
See her face in a magazine
And ironically I knew her when sincerity was in her grin
And she had this power that was within
Possessing men was commonplace
And one good look into her eyes
And the look on her face as she smiled
When I fell and her walk
all over me
And her talk
behind my back
Was just about all I could take of her new personality
And all the money in the world Couldn’t buy her a new personality
And all the magazine covers Couldn’t buy her a new personality
I rambled alone Just like a lonely wolf, The wood ahead of me And the…
(Kye Fleming/Mary Ann Kennedy/Deborah Allen) I can be tough, I can be tender As strong…
Headline in the paper tells of fighting in the streets Teenage battles; six arrested Mutters…
(spoke) This is just little joanna but for all the people that want to sing…
Waving you flag like I should kneel down and pray I don't give a fuck…