Get off the train, your head explodesnI'm so glad I came to see thisnPut up your hair like a horror shownYou're afraid that no one would noticennCover your tracks with a cardigannI bet you'd make a fine assassinnWe need to shake and make amendsnAnd talk about how time never passesnnSo tell me now, how did the reunion go?nWasn't she a sight to witness?nSkinny walking all up and down the roadnI heard that she's a terrible waitressnnChanel chanel, coming off of my lapel