She did a cartwheel
Or two
And she rolled back to you
Through the wet grass
That crazy young lass
You called a friend.

She said you'd understand.
 I think she meant farewell.
How can I tell?
Well, she wrapped you up
In the table cloth
And put you on the shelf
Next to her other self.
And now, why don't you watch her too?
It will be all so clear to you.

She put her hair down.
It's a small town -
They all remember her anyway,
No need for costume play.

She cleaned her face,
Slowed down her pace,
Took off her gown,
Walked straight to town.

"When you go home, you know,
They judge you everywhere you go -
Write down your height and weight.
What did you expect?"

Are you clean? 
Have you stayed good?
Do you still pretend
You're misunderstood?
Cause it can be seen
right there on your skin -
All the games you played,
All the things you hate,
And all of them,
All of the men
You've ever met.
And granny knows best
And now you should rest
Have a cup of tea
Come sit with me
Have you played enough?
Tired of acting tough?
Why don't you settle down?
Why don't you get a crown?
Why do you still run wild?
You're getting old, my child!
Where is your child?
Granny knows it all
And she won't let you fall