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.