Sylvia Plath

I wish I had a Sylvia Plath
 Busted tooth and a smile
 And cigarette ashes in her drink
 The kind that goes out and then sleeps for a week
 The kind that goes out on her own
 To give me a reason, for well, I don't know
 And maybe she'd take me to France
 Or maybe to Spain, and she'd ask me to dance
 In a mansion on the top of a hill
 She'd ash on the carpets
 And slip me a pill
 Then she'd get me pretty loaded on gin
 And maybe, she'd give me a bath
 How I wish I had a Sylvia Plath
 And she and I would sleep on a boat
 And swim in the sea without clothes
 With rain falling fast on the sea
 While she was swimming away, she'd be winking at me
 Telling me it would all be okay
 On the horizon and fading away
 And I'd swim to the boat, and I'd laugh
 Gotta get me a Sylvia Plath
 And maybe she'd take me to France
 Or maybe to Spain, and she'd ask me to dance
 In a mansion on the top of a hill
 She'd ash on the carpets
 And slip me a pill
 Then she'd get me pretty loaded on gin
 And maybe, she'd give me a bath
 How I wish I had a Sylvia Plath
 I wish I had a Sylvia Plath