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[Narrator: Ruby, 1939]
I was all elbows and knees
Anyway that’s what they used to tell me
“A lady isn’t heard, she’s only seen
And a poor man’s girl is still a lady”
I had grown accustomed to translucence—until lately
See, my skinny frame got stuck into a dress
And this mop of red hair grew to favor me I guess
‘Cause their grabbing eyes and sweet-talking tongues Won’t let off me now—they’ve ignored me for so long Mama said to keep my pretty head
Out of streets and bars and the backseats of cars
But what to do when somebody’s telling you they love you?
I don’t know if we should
I’m sure it isn’t good
But we might could
We might could give it all away
We might could do what we want
—when we want it
We might could become one
We might could become a couple more
We might could become the sun
—and burn up everyone
We might could burn
We might could