Alice has filed for divorce
she doesn’t need an ass she wants a real horse
to pull the lever every time she comes
one big fellow to hold her real close
with a big heart made of steel
that her troubled mind couldn’t hurt couldn’t spill…

Alice, she is never getting tired
you have minutes, she has all the many hours
asking you to follow, does she ever come?
showing you the door, does she ever run?,
her blood is restless, so is her soul
Alice dearest is never getting old….

Alice darling walks on the line
with high heels reaching the top of her thighs
seeking fortune under falling skies
looking for another kind of guy
to dance in the puddle late at night
one wild stud to whisper with brown eyes…

Alice, she…

Alice writing back home
is sharing sorrows with the Christian old folks
the letters are wishing only the best
but at night she still could not rest
her mind was elsewhere to say the least
had it coming since she was a little happy kid…

Alice, she…

Alice darling got me on a hook
lost once she gave me that dirty funny look
first time I kissed her it was a rut
being slow was all it ever took
she started questing for the Holy Grail
even when she learned it was just a fairy tale…

Alice, she…

And now Alice wants to break
all pages that we wrote in the book of James
the prophecy was not intended for us
something was off but neither did ask
doubts where there form day one
but what if you had the choice to love anyone…