I go to see Thérèse dreamin′

She's stretchin′ out her sore shoulder

Leanin' back, eyes closed, reachin' upShe is wishin′ she was older

Dreamin′ of an Appaloosa

Saddled up, ridin' out of town

Dreamin′ of a Shelby cobra

Diggin' her tires in the ground

Bleeding, bringing in a new year mess

Unaware of the stain on her dress

It′s tactless, it's a test

It′s just Thérèse, it's just Thérèse

White kitten in the corner

Obscene, it really says it all

Milk matches her undеrwear

And get her down, takе her off the wall

She dreams of Marlon in Austin

Their bodies tangled in a net

She thinks of him every so often

When she feels like a space cadet

She empathizes with your feelings

She's more interested in ceilings

It′s tactless, it′s a test

It's just Thérèse, it′s just Thérèse

It's tactless, it′s a test

It's just Thérèse, it′s just Thérèse

She reminds me of memories

Sleeping off the growing pains

We were sea anemones

Spelling out each other's names

Whispering inside our red house

While the adults were a-sleeping

I guess Thérèse was just for me

A quiet I keep on keeping

Thérèse does not belong to you

The horses cars and cowboys do

It's tactless, it′s a test

It′s just Thérèse, it's just Thérèse

It′s tactless, it's a test

It′s just Thérèse, it's just Thérèse

It′s tactless, it's a test

It's just Thérèse

It′s tactless, it′s a test

It's just Thérèse