I Am Erica - Major Parkinson

Oh I met a little girl on the marketplace

Born without a proper face

Made to feel that magical sensation

A lovely voice,

Like a radio

Talking with a lavatory-disarray jacuzzi-conversation flow

It was the summer of one eighty-seven

She played piano

Stiff to the bone

Blue in the eyes under a veil of leather

We dressed her in red

She took off her hip

And now she is gone for good

Dance, dance, dance, I’m Erica, aha!

Look at me, aha!

Look at me, I’m all you’ve got

Yes, I’ve been loving you, baby

Ever since I was a high school boy

But I never said it’s gonna be easy

Hello, hello

We’re putting up a show

The Germans in the attic baking shapes of little Joes

It’s such a beautiful day

They’re crying on display

And bitter-flies and motorbikes and nasty conversations

Are the best

Dance, dance, dance I’m Erica, aha!

Look at me, aha!

Look at me, I’m all you’ve got!

Yes, I’ve had a crush on you, baby

Ever since I was an orphanage girl

You promised me a place in your world

Baby, baby, baby

Can I kiss you

Can I kiss you on the lip

Can I put you in a Jelly Belly jar and take a sip

Baby, baby

Can I touch you

Can I touch you on the thigh

Can I touch you where my shoulder needs to cry

They watched, they touched

They promised way too much

They said,

Hello, hello

Look at her now

Just hanging from the chandelier

Oh, she’s such a ballerina

Oh God, you must have seen her

When she was doing the Fandango

(Look at her now!)

(Roll the curtains down!)

Here comes the queen of the play

The Japanese girl with a rusty tambourine

Dance, dance, dance I’m Erica, aha!

Look at me, aha!

Look at me, I’m all you’ve got

Yes, I’ve been loving you, baby

Ever since I was an orphanage girl

Aaaaah.