Weight-Lifting Lulu - The Residents

Sweet scented woman, your strange sounding name

Was Weight-Lifting Lulu, but I’m not to blame

For putting the gun in your grand-daddy's hand

As he was imprinting your face in the sand

The part of the pork chop that you left behind

Has given me breakfast and rendered me blind;

I still want you, baby, and I miss you so much

I hated your body, but I needed your touch

Weight-Lifting Lulu is under the lawn

Weight-Lifting Lulu forever is gone

Weight-Lifting Lulu forever is gone

Weight-Lifting Lulu is under the lawn

Weight-Lifting Lulu forever is gone

Weight-Lifting Lulu is under the lawn

Weight-Lifting Lulu forever is gone

Weight-Lifting Lulu is under the lawn

Weight-Lifting Lulu forever is gone

Weight-Lifting Lulu forever is gone

Weight-Lifting Lulu forever is gone

Weight-Lifting Lulu forever is gone

Weight-Lifting Lulu forever is gone

Weight-Lifting Lulu forever is gone

Weight-Lifting Lulu forever is gone

Weight-Lifting Lulu forever is gone

Weight-Lifting Lulu forever is gone…