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  • Wish I had a Sylvia Plath
    Busted tooth and a smile
    Cigarette ashes in her drink
    Kind that goes out and then sleeps for a week
    The kind that goes out on her
    To give me a reason, for well, I don't know
    Maybe she'd take me to France
    Or maybe to Spain and she'd ask me to dance
    In a mansion on the top of a hill
    She'd ash on the carpets and slip me a pill
    Then she'd get me pretty loaded on gin
    Maybe she'd give me a bath
    How I wish I had a Sylvia Plath
    And she and I would sleep on a boat
    And swim in the sea without clothes
    With rain falling fast on the sea
    She was swimming away, she'd be winking at me
    Telling me it would all be okay
    On the horizon and fading away
    And I'd swim to the boat and I'd laugh
    I gotta get me a Sylvia Plath
    Maybe she'd take me to France
    Or maybe to Spain and she'd ask me to dance
    In a mansion on the top of a hill
    She'd ash on the carpets and slip me a pill
    Then she'd get pretty loaded on gin
    And maybe she'd give me a bath
    How I wish I had a Sylvia Plath!
    Wish I had a Sylvia Plath
  • Wish I had a Sylvia Plath
    Busted tooth and a smile
    Cigarette ashes in her drink
    Kind that goes out and then sleeps for a week
    The kind that goes out on her
    To give me a reason, for well, I don't know
    Maybe she'd take me to France
    Or maybe to Spain and she'd ask me to dance
    In a mansion on the top of a hill
    She'd ash on the carpets and slip me a pill
    Then she'd get me pretty loaded on gin
    Maybe she'd give me a bath
    How I wish I had a Sylvia Plath
    And she and I would sleep on a boat
    And swim in the sea without clothes
    With rain falling fast on the sea
    She was swimming away, she'd be winking at me
    Telling me it would all be okay
    On the horizon and fading away
    And I'd swim to the boat and I'd laugh
    I gotta get me a Sylvia Plath
    Maybe she'd take me to France
    Or maybe to Spain and she'd ask me to dance
    In a mansion on the top of a hill
    She'd ash on the carpets and slip me a pill
    Then she'd get pretty loaded on gin
    And maybe she'd give me a bath
    How I wish I had a Sylvia Plath!
    Wish I had a Sylvia Plath