Bonnet Of Pins

It takes a lot to really disappear Always leave traces in the leaves Never thought I'd see her here Never thought I'd see her again She sidewinders through the room to me With a real cigarette and a Styrofoam coffee She's still wearing her father's feather jacket She holds out her hands and I stand to receive her Trying to remember the last time I'd seen her Somehow she looks younger now She finishes off my drink and Puts on her bonnet of pins and says "I thought I'd find you much quicker than this You must've thought I didn't exist, poor you, I do We'd better go before your boyfriends cry" She says she takes photos of tractor bones And sells 'em to model luxury homes The closest thing she's ever found to love Is the kind you can't get rid of fast enough She finishes off my drink and Puts on her bonnet of pins and says "I thought I'd find you much quicker than this You must've thought I didn't exist, poor you, I do We'd better go before your boyfriends cry" Take the stairs to the bottom where the lights are out And I'll be there with a lighter and a Nabokov cocktail Forget the questionnaires and the oral histories I don't care how many times you almost said you missed me It's a cup trick shell, and it's a puff of smoke And it gets me every time, it's a pretty good joke I know that you miss me, I know that you miss me This stuff takes a lifetime She finishes off my drink and Puts on her bonnet of pins and says "I thought I'd find you much quicker than this You must've thought I didn't exist, poor you, I do I thought I'd find you much quicker than this You must've thought I didn't exist, poor you, I do We'd better go before your boyfriends cry"