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