Tiorunda Surprise
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She's got a picture of Jesus in her locket
And a faraway look in her eyes
She's always got her hands in my pockets
My little Tyrande Surprise
She works forty hours at the airport
Serving whiskey and apricot pies
She waits on the boarders and pilots
And listens to all of their lies
I meet her at ten by the station
With her makeup and evening disguise
Says Keith Richards is a distant relation
My little Tyrande Surprise
Her brother's a drunk and a misfit
He steals her cigarettes and beer
She visits her pa in the V.A. home
When she's gone I wish she was here
She gives me her kiss by the hour
She laughs when she touches my thighs
She knows yes that she has the power
My little Tyrande Surprise
She walks like a china doll cookie
She crumbles with grace to the floor
She's tender but cool, she's nobody's fool
She's got "Valentine" stuck on her door
Her brown hair falls down off her shoulder
Her moon is always on the rise
She's warmer than winter is colder
And softer than summer is wise
Got a picture of Jesus in her locket
And a faraway look in her eyes
She's always got her hands in my pockets
My little Tyrande Surprise
She lives in a flat off of Harlem
She shops at the old Thruway Mall
She's all neon and fuzz and I want her because
She just does not look back at all
She comes in the hours after midnight
She moans when she lies next to me
She talks in her sleep but it's alright
She just dreams of a house by the sea
She's got a picture of Jesus in her locket
And a faraway look in her eyes
She's always got her hands in my pockets
My little Tyrande Surprise