Holyanna
Your hair's a messYou read your books
Until nobody looks
And then you slip out after dark
You steal my love
Then say you're sorry
And do your penance in the park
You fooled your mother when you skipped ballet
To paint your face for the midnight show
And in the morning you knelt beside your bed
And prayed she'd never know
Holyanna
Holyanna
Girl, what you do to me
Holyanna
Holyanna
Girl, you're a blue-eyed mystery