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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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