Fashionably Late

Verse 1

I have been waiting for this day

When I was inconsolable

As my father always said

You were nothing but trouble

Good riddance to her kind

Leave her standing at the alter

You will never have your peace of mind

But really who could fault you

Verse 2

She could make your hair stand on end

Bend your mind like Yuri Geller

Make you laugh like Mister Bean

And call a bigot yellow

She said her life was but a dream

And we all should get on board

Travel life’s continuum

Until someone cuts the cord

M8

When the music stops

And the penny drops

That this love can’t be broken

An optimist

Knows what it is

Before a word is spoken

Words in jest

Well they work best

For those who are reticent

To take the plunge

Into a world

Where they slaughter all the innocents

Chorus

She was crazy but beautiful

A right good handful

Always kind and chemically inclined

But that did not define her

She made an entrance everyday

In many different ways

She was always

Fashionably late