All About Paula

Thought she was nice

'cause she was kind to animals

thought she was fair

'cause she's a vegetarian

And now I think twice

she seems a little vacant upstairs

I know that's not nice

but neither am I

I don't care what she thinks of me

I think of her and I'm glad it's not part of

me

With a cultured and bruised mentality

She brought it on herself

And we all pay the penalty

She took on the world

And lost everything on the way

Poor girl they'll say

She's at it again

She says I got selective reasoning

it leaves me on end

and complicates the patience in me

And now I know why

she likes the fashion of attention

She'll fuck with your mind

talkin' shit but so can I

I don't care what she thinks of me

I think of her and I'm glad it's not part of

me

With a cultured and bruised mentality

She brought it on herself

And we all pay the penalty

She took on the world

And lost everything on the way

Poor girl they'll say

Pink parasol

she wants a pink parasol

She took on the world

And lost everything on the way

poor girl they'll say

They'll say it's not her fault

Just a victim of circumstance

and we'll pick her up when she falls

fuck that I can't stand it

She took on the world

And lost everything on the way

poor girl they'll say