Emancipated minor
Well directed and brilliantly casted
Riding a greyhound
Down to the city
With her fake id
And a hell of a little hand-basket
Little game of see-saw
And then he came to claim her
And then a sordid line
Formed behind him
Reproductive system
Newly activated
She participated
In nature's plan
She participated
And i can't say i envy her
I don't think i miss it
Wrought iron cobwebbing
Over thin
Window panes
The city seducing her
On tip-toe to kiss it
Don't think twice
Just roll the dice
Roll the dice
So she attended the dance classes
And she learned the little dance
And she tried the high heels
But she couldn't bring herself to prance
All the while a faint ticking
In the silence between the songs
Just south of her gut
Two tiny time bombs
And love comes in many forms
And for each she would yearn
Hungry as a student
Hungry to learn
Every flavor of person
Every species of intent
With the body pulsing
At the center detent
But all the good graffiti
Got painted over in time
And she watched the last faceless chain
Replace the last five and dime
And she wondered if the only noble thing
Ain't to just to get a big garden
And plant it in the spring
And kiss the city goodbye
In some big graceful gesture
And focus on the moon's groove
And groove with the moon
Focus on the moon's groove
And groove with the moon
And i can't say i envy her
I don't think i miss it
Wrought iron cobwebbing
Over thin
Window panes
The city seducing you
On tip-toe to kiss it
Don't think twice
Just roll the dice
Roll the dice
Roll the dice