On the birthday of a baby queen
A child dressed as Norma Jean
She hired a white limousine
So in the streets she could be seen
I remember trying to pretend to laugh
For fear that I might offend her
But that ain't no way to keep a friend
I had a feeling that it would end at a highway bend
If we keep the windows up, everything is gonna be all right
And we'll do it all because
Baby's feeling stupid tonight
If we keep the windows up, everybody's gonna feel all right
And we'll do it all because
She feels her fear with all her might
So we might as well just paint it white
Another birthday of a baby queen
Feels like so long since I seen her
Back in the white limousine
It's right there parked out in the street
She should know I’m no good at pretend
I wish she knew that I missed my friend
But it's so long, long, long, long
White limousine
So long, long, long
So long, long, long, long
Gone
So long
