Lyrics

June In Bloom in the afternoon, I saw her walking down my street
Juny B. Jones and the Judy Bloom, Plastic shoes laced to her feet
Her books looked heavy, I was nervous already but I asked her if she had the time
For a nickel I'll tell ya, For a quarter I'll sell ya, For a dollar I'll show you what's mine

Well her eyes they left me hypnotized and she's featured on the silver screen
When I looked into those ember eyes, Your loving baby's all I need

So express your depression, Knee deep in discretion
Bad girls like the midnight twirl
So while the madcap laughs with the jumping jack
His steel reserve needs the daytime pearl
Her wall paper's faded and her skins been jaded
Up my stairs like one, three, four
His organs are perfect but his donors are more
They left their crimes on the killing floor

Well her eyes they left me hypnotized
And she's featured on the silver screen
When I looked into those ember eyes
Your trouble baby's all I need

A Sunday maybe for a June In Bloom