Sweat in the neighborsnLocking the windowsnCrow on the stop signnLeaves when the wind blowsnnAnd Annie can see menWell from her cornernStill she will meet menDown by the waternnSometimes I give hernFor all that I wantednGold and the finestnLint from my pocketnnAnnie stopped wearingnThe apron I bought hernAnnie stopped reachingnFor reasons I want hern