I was stark
I was ravening
I was idle in spring, and it felt good
I was fashioned after something made of wood, that I shouldn't have done
Some girls got guns
And some get into running favors for the Queen, like deciphering what it means when the band goes -- "DooRah DooRah DooRah DooRah!!"

I was 'bedsit' and reviews were rave
I dug your poetry a grave and it felt good
I was modeled after something made of wood, that I shouldn't have done
Some boys build guns
And some get into running errands for the King, like making out the words when the band goes --
"DooRah DooRah DooRah DooRah!!"

Hey there, pretty flower
Get yourself together
Momma's been looking for you
But momma should know better

I was silver
I was gold
I watched Holly going lightly down the road