clicking her tongue on the roof of her mouth
oh the way she counted syllables out
even then she had the anxiety
so she’d fake and feign and lie to me
back then we’d stare at her beautiful maw
back before her father got in trouble with the law
I think she was sad, just looking for a touch
I was around and she didn’t mind me much
That’s how I got to see
got to see the best of Constance Kennedy
witnessed all of her greatest hits
and then she waited on me to split
yeah, she’s waiting
Yeah that’s how I got to see
got to see the best of Constance Kennedy
witnessed all her greatest hits
her adorable conniption fits
yeah, she’s waiting
it was a torrid little fever pitch
a torrid little fever pitch
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