Met you, brushing your hair with the wind
Riding your bike up on Mulholland Drive
Oh, I got a five minute rush from
You in your faded blue jeans
How many years is it you've been alive?
Oh I'll take a guess
Rebecca, could it be eighteen, nineteen or so
Ooo, Rebecca, will I ever know?
No way, how will I fit in your life?
How could you live with a man without change?
Too strange and too poor to be trusted
Busted a couple of times
Shaken a bit by the years on the road
And the women I've known
Rebecca, you'd have liked the name I gave to you
Ooo, Rebecca, if you only knew...
Go home, to your father's friend's straight sons
To your mother's friend's sweet ones
To the families, so well-to-do and so well-established and
One day, you might wake up to a shock girl
What has it come to?... this sensible life
The wife of a fool...
Rebecca, reading magazines in a chic salon
Ooo, Rebecca... where's Rebecca gone?
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