Hefner The Weight Of The Stars
I took photos along the journey, a photo of a girl on
the bus,
But the film wasn't wound on, the camera was broke so
all of the pictures were lost.
There was a photo of her face, she looked about 23,
A photo of her grey flannel dress that was cut just
below her knee.
The weight of the stars made the night fall down,
Her hair made the whole town swoon,
My heart was led by her pale skinny legs to the
mattress in her room.
No matter what my friends say there's no rhyme or
reason,
I know I did something wrong.
Oh she had the wit, she had the knack,
The night didn't seem too long.
The freckles upon her back, the grey hairs amongst the
black,
The quiver in her lips when she spoke far too quick,
The lines upon her hands.
The weight of the stars made the night fall down,
Her hair made the whole town swoon,
My heart was led by her pale skinny legs to the
mattress in her room.
No matter what my friends say there's no rhyme or
reason,
I know I did something wrong.
Oh she had the wit, she had the knack,
The night didn't seem too long.
The weight of the stars made the night fall down,
Her hair made the whole town swoon,
My heart was led by her pale skinny legs to the
mattress in her room.
No matter what my friends say there's no rhyme or
reason,
I know I did something wrong.
Oh she had the wit, she had the knack,
The night didn't seem too long.
