Louise Louise

That's a trifle obvious, girl Telling me you don't belong in this world Telling me as I fall flat on my face In any case, that's your fall from grace I know these melodramatics don't make things all right Nor will they make you see things in a different light You're a very pretty girl, Louise But are the things you say just meant to tease I'm doubled up on bended knees Tell me, precious, tell me please I know these melodramatics don't make things all right Nor will they make you see things in a in a different light And you can bite your lip Till the blood ran red They're still such crazy things To have said Have a wonderful birthday, dear Such a wonderful birthday, dear It only comes but once a year I'll spoil your party with a punky sneer I know these melodramatics don't make things alright Nor will they make you see things in a different light