Parenthetical Girls - The Privilege lyrics
[Parenthetical Girls - The Privilege lyrics]
Give my best to your sister
I guess they sent her to some specialist
She was always this strange
Heart-sick autistic kid
But, I suppose she made the most of it
I suppose she made the most of it
Drove herself to the doctors
Thank God your father never caught wind of it
They said she's caught something awful
But that she's made it through
The worst of it
She's made it through the worst of it
Bring me the head of my love-life
Hopes rise waist high
It's never quite like the first time
But, I don't mind tonight
Praise the prodigal father the boys
They grew into embarrassments of men
Raised up of soft constitutions
I know he left you to the savages
But save it for your analyst
Don't know if you remember
Your face was lovely, like a woman's then
A less than confident lover
You said you'd never fall in love again
You'd never fall in love again
Bring me the head of my love-life
It's all gone cock-eyed
Honey-pie, heartbreak's your birthright
But, I don't mind tonight
Forget my friends from the city
They better bury me in Everett
Leave what's left beneath the
Bridge beside the sea
I guess it's time I'd gotten over it
So much for elegant women
God bless those broad-stroke sentimentalists
And though I know you're heart's
Not really in it
I'll just keep paying for the privilege
Keep paying for the privilege
I guess they sent her to some specialist
She was always this strange
Heart-sick autistic kid
But, I suppose she made the most of it
I suppose she made the most of it
Drove herself to the doctors
Thank God your father never caught wind of it
They said she's caught something awful
But that she's made it through
The worst of it
She's made it through the worst of it
Bring me the head of my love-life
Hopes rise waist high
It's never quite like the first time
But, I don't mind tonight
Praise the prodigal father the boys
They grew into embarrassments of men
Raised up of soft constitutions
I know he left you to the savages
But save it for your analyst
Don't know if you remember
Your face was lovely, like a woman's then
A less than confident lover
You said you'd never fall in love again
You'd never fall in love again
Bring me the head of my love-life
It's all gone cock-eyed
Honey-pie, heartbreak's your birthright
But, I don't mind tonight
Forget my friends from the city
They better bury me in Everett
Leave what's left beneath the
Bridge beside the sea
I guess it's time I'd gotten over it
So much for elegant women
God bless those broad-stroke sentimentalists
And though I know you're heart's
Not really in it
I'll just keep paying for the privilege
Keep paying for the privilege