With yr toes
Painted black
And yr nose
Colored white
And them cigarettes
That you bought in Japan
You broke 'em out
And placed one in the palm of my hand
And I was thinkin' about how that's all up in shmoke now
With yr faith
Displaced there
And them braids
Fixed firmly in yr red hair
And them beverages
That we left empty on the bench
You had a thirst
That they just simply could not quench
And I was thinkin' about how that's all hungover me now