Big Shot

I didn't want to be anything unless it was beautiful and brilliant hardly believed

Like grasshoppers or spiders and I am not the princess I'd like to be

Should I forget myself before the swingers leave

Know it would be a relief to some extent to be compelled to retrieve

Each memory and fiber that might be imbued with fondness when absent or fleeing

When I stood up to go

You were already dreaming of Mexico

When I stood up to go

You were already dreaming of Mexico

When I stood up to go

You were already dreaming of Mexico