Ex-guru

One of those blond ladies had a certain hold on me

I went to all her seminars by the Airport in the Double

Tree

I even let her use nephew's seaplane in the Bahamas for

free

But she means nothing to me now

I tell myself that everyday:

She means nothing to me now

I tell myself every single day,

I'm quite convinced I escaped her sway

I burned all my clothes with eucalyptus juice;

Ripped out the floors and painted all the platforms puce;

And I went so far as to sacrifice a second snake to Zeus

So she means nothing to me now

I tell myself that everyday:

She means nothing to me now

I tell myself every single day,

I'm still convinced I escaped her sway

But when she mopes in the moonlight on her mesa in March,

Does she kick up a thunderstorm

When she thinks of my betrayal?

She means nothing to me now