We slipped out under cover of champagne
You tried to kiss me by the dollar save
Instead I took your hand as we rode around the aisles
Filling up our pockets with aspartame
In your little yellow dress
Made me go ballistic
I begged you not to change it
And you never did
I'm so glad that you disappeared when things got bad
And I cut off all my hair
You swore I would stay forever pissed in boots and jeans
Pegged at the ankle by the seam
You checked out before I started writing
Could you hear the sirens in your dream
In your little yellow dress
God you're so sadistic
You let me underneath it
Now you keep it hid
I'm so glad that you disappeared when things got bad
And I cut off all my hair
I still keep my money in a pillow on my bed
Yes, the black dog still following
You would find it funny, maybe hysterical
That I still believe in miracles
In your little yellow dress
You thought you were a mystic
You thought you could predict it
But you never could
Your little yellow dress
Made me go ballistic
I never will forget it
And I never should