I wrote a new song It sounds like one of your songs It doesn't really matter I could write a hundred new ones But I could never make them sound The way that you do Everyone dies it ain't nothing new On a gloomy afternoon Lizzy come back to life Topless in your headdress laying by the pool Cigarette perched on your upper lip Lizzy how'd you get so cool?
Out on the porch Drinking beer, skipping school Listenin' to Mambo Nassau On a gloomy afternoon Lizzy come back to life I wanna go back to New York And hang out with Patti Smith And Richard Hell I wanna dig the African rhythms I wanna be there when you write Where Are the Gazelles?
One 'cause you're beautiful One for your soul one for the memories And the melodies I stole From here on out everything's ruined I can't listen to anything new It all sounds dull coming after you Lizzy come back to life Come back to life come back to life Come back to life come back to life
