She's got a different star in her sky, she's got a different look in her eye.
She's quieter now, she's not as tough, but it was different when I was good enough.
When I was good enough and we lived the life, good enough and she carried a knife,
Good enough and she wasn't like anybody that you ever knew.
Good enough and she couldn't say no, good enough and she was on parole.
She had nowhere else to go and I was good enough.
And now she's acting oh so strange, I think that she's really changed.