That Girl is Poison.

a song

That girl is poison, poison, poison
She rolls around like a dice in the sky

The wind comes back and here I cry,
A warthog sings a lullabye

Do you know what time is worth?
This silly man thinks poorly of birth.

I ate a hamburger all alone,
One hand on my xylophone.

That girl is poison, poison, poison,
I see her for who she is.

She waves at me from a distance.
Her hair is in a fritz.

Say lullabye and goodnight,
We hold together all through the night.

Each of us have our own,
Her hands are still as stone.

That girl is poison, poison, poison,
That girl is poison, poison, poison.