Pandy Fackler

[Verse 1] Pandy Fackler was a working girl Living alone in another world Of picket fences and a white façade Sucking dicks under the promenade She was almost in a coma from doing the Bossanova And the Funky Cold Medina, man, I wish you coulda seen her [Verse 2] Poor little Pandy is doing the best she can Eating cotton candy from the garbage can First to come and the last to go I met her backstage after the second show Two lonely people on a summer night We weren't in love but it was still alright I held her close and she squeezed me tight, my Pandy [Instrumental Outro]