Burn the city
My hands
And my eyes hurt
The tears fall down
The graves are built
The boy feels his face
For the first time in the year
I see all the peices fall
I see all the people crawl
I see all the buildings fall
To the ground
I did nothing wrong
He said
I did nothing wrong
He said
I did nothing wrong
He said
I did nothing wrong
And the greatest reason, I guess
Is because you're here
Really, Sam
I mean, you're wonderful
It's just too bad Mary and Bob
Couldn't come after accepting your invitation
Oh, you know
Bob and Mary
Always changing plans at the last second
Yeah
They do seem to be happily married, though
I suppose so
Bob certainly isn't my idea of a good husband
Oh? Who is
Who's what
Your idea of a good husband
Jim Benton
Me? Marry Jim Benton?
If Jim Benton were the last man alive, I'd be an old maid
I'd certainly like a nickel for every time Mr. Benton proposed to me
I thought all the girls considered him such a
Whale of a catch
Not this young lady
What type of man would you
Like to have for a husband
Oh, I don't know
Somebody that's considerate
Steady
Easy to get along with
Good looking, too, maybe
I see
Why'd you ask, then
Well
Well, Leola, I
Oh, he did so do it
I saw him with my very own eyes
