Maxine

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It was late in the morning of November

She was loading up the wagon in the rain

She said she'd be back in the morning

But she never came through here again

I'd see her in the market

She never had much to spend

These days the market's an old parking lot

And she never came through here again

Maxine, Maxine, Maxine, Maxine

Time plays tricks on your memory

It's been a long weekend

She said she'd be back here by Monday

But never came through here again

Some say a saucer landed

And someone took her in

They found her blue seraph here on the ground

And she never came through here again

Maxine, Maxine, Maxine, Maxine

I bought a tabloid paper

She was rumored to be in

Was a photo of a woman on a llama

But she never came through here again

And if you should see her

She may be old by then

Tell her that I miss her and you can ask her when

She's ever coming through here again

Maxine, Maxine, Maxine, Maxine

(Okay, that's it)