Sally Juspeczyk

Darling, darling doesn't have a problem lyin' to herself 'cause her liquour's top shelf. It's alarming, honestly, how charming she can be — fooling everyone, telling them she's having fun. She says "You don't want to be like me, don't want to see all the things I've seen." The boys, the girls, they all like Carmen. She gives them butterflies, bats her cartoon eyes. Carmen, Carmen... Staying up till morning; only 17, but she walks the streets so mean. It's alarming, truly, how disarming you can be. Eatin' soft ice cream, Coney Island Queen. She says "You don't want to be like me, lookin' for fun, gettin' high for free." I'm dyin', I'm dyin'... She says "You don't want to get this way, streetwalk at night and a star by day." It's tirin', tirin'. Baby's all dressed up with nowhere to go, that's the little story of the girl you know. Relying on the kindness of strangers, tying cherry knots, smiling, doing party favours. Put your red dress on, put your lipstick on, sing your song, song... Now the camera's on, and you're alive again.