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DARK DOLL, from the collection “Songs About Girls, Vol I” by RJT
Tell me about the girl in the stocking cap with her mother’s rifle and her father’s cadillac. Goes out at night all dressed in black, half chameleon, half heart attack. And tell me what you think about love with your stethoscope and your rubber gloves, your preposition princess is below your above you’ll be kissing that girl til you draw blood.Tell her what you think of love that’s if you even think at all, she’s got a thousand lucky numbers but you don’t know which one she’s going to call at all. She’s a real dark doll. She’s sitting on your lap bad vibes in tow, timebomb between her teeth, she’s primed to blow. She arches her back like a black rainbow your knuckles are white but you can’t let go. And time is slowing to a crawl as you bang your head against the wall, she’s a real dark doll. Now you’re back at home with your porcelain wives another color photo of your black and white lives. She’s waiting for you on a bed of knives waiting to see if your heart is as big as your eyes.
Written by Ryan J. Tressel
RJT: Acoustic guitar, voice.
Recorded live August 2002
