Aging Spinsters

You can have a fall

And winter of your own

Staying warm inside

Your victorian home

But when the city's so hot

The windows burst into flames

When the Jesus freaks

Collapse with the weight of their claims

Marry young, diana

I don't want to see you old and alone

It's no fun, diana

I don't want to see you

Rot in the home for aging spinsters

You should find someone

As loyal as a dog

Who will still love you

When you look like a frog

Somone to rock you chair

And bring you pink lemonade

Someone to peel your grape

At 100' in the shade