I saw you wandering down the beach
With your head bowed
And beside me in the car
I flexed my arm so you'd think I was strong
In the back of the Charlton's
And in the back of my mind
And I was moved by a bush of sun
So low and bright
And you, a naked Jew
You like to see me with my beauty starved
And a rosary of boys
On the surface of morn
A scar from a torn ACL
And you, a naked Jew
You like to see you with your beauty starved
You like to see me with my beauty starved