saw boomerang doll at the
hillbilly ball
on plastic mattress sat a gal
all made of straw
she snapped like matchstix
and she spit out cracker drawl
all that she lacks is are the
bones to break her fall

I got your spine filled right in line
with your plastic skin refined
I saw thee emperess' dress and
in the past she passed as fine

old voodoo rag doll a pin up
on the wall
crystal ball glass eye are at
her beck & call
her smile sarcastic springs
wired to her jaw
on plastic mattress burned the gal all made of straw