Joanna

There's times I wish, I’ve waited so long, on this wretched bridge, my taxi’s long gone, now leave me alone, I’m not twenty one, what makes you think, don’t know what I’m doing, getting jealous in drink, splash on more Cologne, who wants to smell cold, strung on these folds, let the moon blink, my ship's coming home, sick and tired of shrinks, smear red lipstick on, an unsteady sojourn, really no one's fault, remain majestic and fit, sweet as my best song, ice cream for this trip, nice and strong.