Girl From Moundsville

Damn, not another summer
not a single sunburn
dyin in his every cell.
Call her up from Jersey,
meet her in a hurry,
toss her out but put her in your will.
Miles south of Wheeling,
stuck in West Virginia,
rarely dealt with ne'er-do-wells.
So she came up from Moundsville
met a bigger city,
18 years at the wishing well.

She'd do well,
he'd do well,
to keep dyin in their every cell.
And treat it like a carousel.

'It was like, ethics'
shouldn'ta gone to Florence,
fuck it though, what the hell.
Shoulda grabbed the doorman,
look what I'm reduced to,
she can't tell so it's just as well.

Anybody in their right mind,
woulda left the first time,
and walked the straight line.
Now I'm pullin teeth just to have her,
sort of like a thief,
but moreso like a lover.


*these lyrics borrow very heavily from Portnoy's Complaint by Philip Roth
**This is available on myspace.com/davidrelliott and also here:
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