Album: The Miller's Tale: A Tom Verlaine Anthology
(Verlaine)
Well I fell out of bed
And slept on the floor,
Since my girl disappeared
I feel so downright poor
What can I say?
Thought she was mine to keep,
But she's wandered away
And like a willow, I weep
I believe I'll move into the junk yard
Live in my old shack,
I'll take my place out at the junk yard,
I ain't coming back
Oh, if you only knew,
Lindi
Lindi-Lu,
I still thinks the world of you,
Lindi,
My little Lindi-Lu,
My little Lindi-Lu
I finally found your note
Underneath the bed,
It said, "You're not too smooth,
Goodbye Butterhead"
I'm taking a walk
To the valley beyond,
I tell you this my friend,
My mind is gone
I believe I'll move into the junk yard
Live in my old shack,
I'll take my place out at the junk yard,
I ain't coming back
Oh, if you only knew,
Lindi
Lindi-Lu,
I still thinks the world of you,
Lindi,
My little Lindi-Lu,
My little Lindi-Lu