a woman alone
a bottle of 1980 barbara
with a pack of export lights
her thoughts half nude
seems allright when she's here
seems allright when she's away
no longer does she fall
fast and furiously in love
no longer does she fall
fast and hopelessly in love
darwin and evan
she loves'em both
only they don't know that
for once in her life
she feels very beautiful
for the world to see
"i'm in paris, i'm in new york
and I'm learning 'bout me"