THE GIRL WHO LAUGHED TOO MUCH
She said I needed an angel
Someone to look over me
Better make it a pretty one
With all knowledge of the sea
There was Tricia, there was Jane, and Carol, and Marie
And the girl who laughed too much
Well I took out a boat just before nightfall
Surprised how still things seemed to be
Pictures of death shimmered everywhere
And most of them, they included me
With Jennifer, and Angela, Louise and Marlene
But not the girl who laughed too much
Well the boat it kept on rolling
Rolling out to sea
Salt water, for cargo
A present from her to me
Oh eh oh, oh
Well I awoke still drunk in the morning
Green eyed, wet lipped, maybe a little thin
Submerged like a dwarf in long grass
A rope around my neck, I believe I was choking
I thought of Christine, Elizabeth, Rebecca, Mary, Ruth, and finally me
With the girl who laughed too much
Well the boat it kept on rolling
Rolling out to sea
Salt water, for cargo
A present from her to me
Oh eh oh, oh
See the house on a hill with a garden
Presents beneath the Christmas tree
A circle in the blue carpet burning
A book on the floor, that belongs to me
With numbers for Cathy, Majella, Tessa, Loretta, Maud, Joan and their sisters three
But not the girl who laughed too much
