She can see about four satellites. Every minute of the hour. And find a four leaf clover. Where you never saw a flower. She's habitually paradoxical a Parallel Perpendicular.. Barefoot in nightgowns. That's how she dances in the rain. Sundown to Sundown like she was washing away her pain;. As she is beatiful she's unpredictable. Damned irresistible is it plausible to hate her?. She is my common sense revels on decadence. But what's the difference it's impossible to bait her.. She can really be a handful. Like the brownes that she bakes you. It can be a tad hysterical. But never quite the breakthrough. She's some kind of an epitome the sea of intranquility.. In flimsy nightgowns barefoot she dances in the rain. Sundown to Sundown like she was washing away her pain;. As she is beatiful she's unpredictable. Damned irresistible is it plausible to hate her?. She is my common sense revels on decadence. But what's the difference it's an impossible debate.