LYRIC

She's as thin as a rail and her hair is short
She's as pale as a ghost and she's awfully smart

She reads the same magazines, magazines that you do
But if you give em to me, give em to me, I'd read em too

Julia, you were never in the plans
Julia, why'd you have to take my white picket fence
Julia, I've been calling out your name
Julia, that is such a pretty name

I bet that you think, she's the best you've ever had
I hope when you get home that you aren't too damn sad

Julia, you were never in the plans
Julia, why'd you have to take my white picket fence
Julia, I've been calling out your name
Julia, that is such a pretty name

A pair of dull scissors in the pale moon light
I heard you were working late tonight
I would do anything for you to be by my side

Julia, you were never in the plans
Julia, why'd you have to take my white picket fence
Julia, I've been calling out your name
Julia, that was such a pretty name

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