Walter Becker
Negative Girl
[Verse 1]
She's lost—she's late
She's zooming on a couch somewhere
Or high—or home
I'm not supposed to call her there
I wait—I smoke
I stare into my coke
It's happening again
I tell myself that it's over and done, amen
[Verse 2]
Her skin—like milk
It's like she's never seen the sun
Some hearts to crunch
Is more like her idea of fun
I know—she's ill
I'm cruising for a spill
I'm hanging just the same
I need to be in the heat of her cold white flame
[Chorus]
Another negative girl
At the edge of the frame
Deliciously toxic
The original classic thing—more of the same
[Bridge]
She's in the zone
Crying on the phone
I need you here
I'm on the street again
Staggering out into the burn of the brain dead dawn
To arrive in time to find her gone
[Verse 3]
She's on the train
To somewhere up by Fordham Road
Her reptile brain
Locked down and ready in combat mode
Some cash—a key
This guy she has to see
A doctor friend uptown
And maybe she gets to me when she comes back down
[Chorus]
Another negative girl
Spinning out of the frame
Exquisitely limpid
The original classic thing—more of the same
[Vibes Solo]
[Verse 4]
A goof—a buzz
If that is what it was
Then how do you explain
The way she looks when she's
Dragging me out to dance with her
In the summer rain?
[Chorus]
Another negative girl
At the edge of the frame
Exhausting and luscious
The original classic thing—more of the same, more of the same