Polly In the Closet

[Verse 1]
She was twenty-three, he was forty-four
Burning like great balls of fire
Life was beautiful, just when they had it all
She left high and he got higher (He got high)

[Chorus]
Polly's in the closet
Who will open up the door
Bill is in the bathroom
And he's lying on the floor, ooh (on the floor, ooh)

[Verse 2]
Every time he hurt, she hurt even more
Star crossed lovers, balls of fire
Pictures on the page, the smiles that hide their rage
Writing poems to feel alive (feel alive)

[Chorus]
Polly's in the closet
Who will open up the door
Bill is in the bathroom
And he's lying on the floor, ooh (on the floor, ooh)
Ahh
Polly's in the closet
Who will open up the door
Bill is in the bathroom
And he's lying on the floor, ooh (on the floor, ooh)
On the floor, ooh, on the floor, ooh

[Outro]
She was twenty-three, he was forty-four
Burning like great balls of fire