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ALLISON'S BODY
WORDS & MUSIC: Earl P. Reinhalter
I. everyone's looking
to see her walk.
they open her presents
before they're bought -
arranging a rendezvous,
just like I used to do.
II. Salome screeches
a midnight leer.
insomnia reaches
to touch her ear.
and pollen is creeping in.
razors caress her skin.
CHORUS: everyone's looking,
everyone's looking,
everyone's looking
at Allison's body.
everyone's looking,
everyone's looking,
but I know the truth about
Allison's body...
Allison's body.
III. breakfast is cooking.
she asks the chef:
"on the menu today,
is any pure thing left?"
she's hungry, it's getting late.
she orders an empty plate.
ENDING: everyone's looking,
everyone's looking,
everyone's looking
at Allison's body.
everyone's looking,
everyone's looking,
everyone's looking
at Allison's body.
everyone's looking,
everyone's looking,
everyone's looking
at Allison's body.
everyone's looking,
everyone's looking,
but I know the truth about
Allison's body...
Allison's body...
Allison's body...
(repeat and fade)
© Copyright 1993 Earl P. Reinhalter. All Rights Reserved.
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