She loves you, yeah yeah yeah.
She's in love with me, and I feel fine.
She's got a ticket to ride, and she don't care.
She said, I know what it's like to be dead.
She's leaving home after living alone for so many years.
She's well acquainted with the touch of a velvet hand, like a lizard on a window pane...
She came in through the bathroom window, protected by her silver spoon...
She is standing, right in front of me. Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.