The girl comes from Lakeville
Her dad - he cuts hair
It's a small town in the middle of nowhere

In tried and tested fashion
She took a plane and headed west
To a city of neuroses, to the one that I love best

Did you think I couldn't feel it from 5000 miles away?
That I wouldn't sense betrayal in the things he could
Not say?
I may be ditsy - I know I'm uncool
But I'm not like you

Sierra Bonita
That you'll never be
And I figure for that you'll always hate me
But beauty is affliction
It scars you from the rest
I only wanted to be ordinary, to be no more, to have
No less

Did you think he wouldn't think of me when you moved
Your hand down there?
That he wouldn't think it strange to run his fingers
Through your hair?
Is the one thing that you want the thing you know
You'll never have?
Three lonely people - it's one sorry mess
Oh my girlfriend, girlfriend
I dig the book you bought
Hey my girlfriend, girlfriend
The record was cool
Oh my girlfriend, girlfriend
You know you made me smile
Oh my girlfriend, girlfriend
I thought we'd be friends for a while...
I thought that we'd be, I thought we'd be friends

Girl
What'ya do it for? Hey, what'ya do it for?
Why'd ya make me cry, little girl? Cry
Oh the books and records, clouds in mind, I think of
You, think of him sometimes...
What'ya do it for?
I won't think about it, I won't think about it
Ever again