I met her outside Fresno stoned on oatmeal;
I can still recall the Stassin pin she wore;
She was smellin' kind of funny on her elbows,
and I knew that she was rotten to the core;
My Pooh Bear said I'd play "Go Fish" forever;
She said to me that birthdays made her cry;
But who'd have thought she'd run off with my best friend;
She sealed me in the vault and smirked goodbye.