(Verlaine) Well I fell out of bed And slept on the floor, Since my girl disappeared I feel so downright poor. What can I say? Thought she was mine to keep, But she's wandered away And like a willow, I weep. I believe I'll move into the junk yard Live in my old shack, I'll take my place out at the junk yard, I ain't coming back. Oh, if you only knew, Lindi Lindi-Lu, I still thinks the world of you, Lindi, My little Lindi-Lu, My little Lindi-Lu. I finally found your note Underneath the bed, It said, 'You're not too smooth, goodbye Butterhead'. I'm taking a walk To the valley beyond, I tell you this my friend, My mind is gone. I believe I'll move into the junk yard Live in my old shack, I'll take my place out at the junk yard, I ain't coming back. Oh, if you only knew, Lindi Lindi-Lu, I still thinks the world of you, Lindi, My little Lindi-Lu, My little Lindi-Lu.
