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This is the story of Victoria Lee |
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She started off on Percodan and ended up with me |
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She lived in Berkeley 'til the earthquake shook her loose |
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She lives in Texas now where nothin' ever moves |
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Victoria, you talk so low that no one else can hear |
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Unless you point your megaphone directly at their ear |
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This is the story of Victoria Lee |
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She started on Rohypinol and ended up with me |
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You'd like to think they're your friends |
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But they're not your friends |
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And in the end a friend's the one you'll never know |
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Oh, don't you know? |
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You'd like to think you're groovy, it's your movie |
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You see through me, but it's true |
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And in the end you'll know |
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Victoria, don't go, Victoria, Victoria, don't go |
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This is the story of Victoria's heart |
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You might think it's stupid but I still think it's art |
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She lost her lover to an accident at sea |
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She pushed him overboard and ended up with me |
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Victoria, you dance so fast that no one else can see |
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Victoria, I hope you use just one more dance for me |
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This is the story of Victoria's heart |
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It's a really big one, and I don't know where to start |
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(Occasionally used on early versions of, 'Victoria Lee') |
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You'd like to think they're your friends |
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But they're not your friends |
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And in the end a friend's the one you'll never know |
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Oh, don't you know? |
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You'd like to think you're groovy, it's your movie |
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You see through me but it's true |
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And in the end you'll know |
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Victoria, don't go, Victoria, Victoria, don't go |
