Polly Pereguinn

She's coming down the stairs again
 Just like Polly Pereguinn
 Noticing the carpet stains, one by one
 Then she goes out to the terrace
 Statue's made of plaster of Paris
 Lighting up her cigarette, she stares at the sun
 She's messing up her hair again
 Not sitting in a chair again
 Then she spills a bowl of cherries over the wall
 Just like Polly Pereguinn,
 She's messing up her hair again
 Go tell Polly Pereguinn,
 Then you'll see
 Sitting on the bed in a room of laughter
 The aftermath sparks a real disaster
 Living in the attic of her boarded up old house
 The picture of Polly that she can't be without
 She's all wrapped up
 Her head puzzles together
 Hoping that maybe it'll change the weather
 Just like Polly Pereguinn,
 She's messing up her hair again
 Go tell Polly Pereguinn,
 Then you'll see
 Coming down the stairs again
 Polly looked at her and said,
 "The stains upon the floor, I put there one by one"
 Opening the window that she painted red
 The rain outside lands upon her head
 Just like Polly Pereguinn,
 She's messing up her hair again
 Go tell Polly Pereguinn,
 Then you'll see
 Polly Pereguinn (X5)