The Girl With The Strong Arm

The girl with the strong arm has saved world cinema

Saved it from itself I like to think

The girl with the strong arm restores old paintings

Including one she found under the sink

The girl with the strong arm killed an innocent bystander

That leaves you with a mental picture

The girl with the strong arm drank straight whiskey

But I understand that she will still quotes scriptures

All poor gardeners pooled their resources

During the week long festival

Kneeling down to think about the future

Racing you would be quite dull

After many years of exodus

The hatchery fish run in rich rivers

I'm afraid the memories regarding Nixon

Are a little scary

The girl with the strong arm threatens the Quakers

They all say she's mad you know

The girl with the strong arm has an abrasive accent

She uses words like Eskimo

The girl with the strong arm stands beside a woman

Whose many parts add up to one

The girl with the strong arm makes political commentary

And yet I feel that it's all in fun

In your nightmares rub around

Those gay white males line up at church

Drink their coffee pretend to be a cowboy

Set aside an hour to search

Pulling up leaves like little Russian problems

Is now the tasty thing to do

The unattractive [Incomprehensible] cloying sweetness is you

The most popular sidearm with Canadian woodsmen

Is the blue steel woodchuck gun

Manufactured in Atlanta, Georgia

By the firm of Youse and Son

I find no fault with the two young lovers

Who dine all night on the candied eels

Then dance till dawn to a big band music

And the sound of baboon squeals

All last night I stared at jelly

Till I knew love was all around

Traveling through O'Hare airport

Dressed like a circus clown

The girl with the strong arm has started licking batteries

And that's kinda strange even for her

The girl with the strong arm would like to be a banker

But I don't think she's really sure

Using strings just to pull things over

Really keeps the party going

I'm not sure but the history of Denmark

Maybe the only thing worth knowing

Has it ever dawned on you

That car accidents just might be art

And all those kids in the foster care

Just don't think you're very smart

Down by the gunner on mother's day

In a state of perpetual bliss

Stands the man with the lisp