Millie Christine's so pretty Standing back to back and side to side I know the way already I'd sure love to take you for a ride You say it won't kill you like it Killed your friends but now I'm not so sure Say what you will, but you're still Hauned by the things you never were When you're asleep and All the moring air is heavy with the dew Two headed nightingale Will sing her pretty songs for me and you Look at you standing there You're built so sturdy like a pioneer I'd like to climb right up and Ride you very far away from here The carpenter ants are eating Through the hollow logs behind the house Put on your pants and comb your hair We're getting up and heading south