You're the mystery girl yeah
Many secrets you are defending from me
I'll come to live at your mansion we'll be happy
Pretending to be free won't we
I see your eyes have imperfections
And though I think of them as sunspots
I'd never lie about a cloudy day
I'd sooner listen to the raindrops
You're the four letter girl, yeah
And the floor of your hall is paved with gold
Or so i was told
Who are you now with your hair down?
Are you somebody else i should have known?