Francine

eat all your pain, just wash them down
then all those names can't hurt you now
proper diet, just betrays you
and excercise ain't on your side

anger settles like fallen trees after the storm
fears masked with smiles that wrestle frowns
changing plans as moods reciprocate
moods change as feelings falling down

francine, you're the girl of my dreams
francine, you can't fit into your jeans

francine, you're the girl of my dreams
but you can't fit into your goddam jeans
and they're bursting at the fucking seams

you're dying, you're crying, not smiling
going down, underground, can't be found
you're dying, you're crying, not smiling
going down, underground, can't be found