The picture in her head is all her own
And her vision sees the grass is green and overgrown
As I yell to her 'cross the room over the stereo
You're alone this time

Seraphine
You don't belong in no big city
You're a blue-eyed blonde-haired faerie
Born in Tennessee
Aw honey stay with me
Your legs are long you sure look pretty
You're a bad, bad girl

Her lips are cherry-red her mind switched off
As she paints the empty canvas she goes lost
Innocent ecstatic still it's not enough
To erase her pain

Seraphine
You don't belong in New York City
You're a blue-eyed blonde-haired faerie
Born in tennessee
Aw stay with me
You're legs are long you sure look pretty
You're a sad, sad girl

Solo

Seraphine
You don't belong in New York City
You're a blue-eyed blonde haired faerie
Born in Tennessee

Aw honey stay with me
Your legs are long you look so pretty
You're a sad, sad girl