Shel Silverstein - Pathetic Way Of Getting Over Me Lyrics

Oh if you read in the papers that she's been seen

A gettin' in an out of some millionare's long custom made limousine

She may fool you with her smile but I can see

That's just her poor hopeless heartless helpless pathetic way of gettin' over me

So you were down at Joe's on the night she broke her zipper

And some wane brain drunk champagne out of her slipper

And she danced on the piano and she screamed hurray I'm free

That's just her poor hopeless heartless helpless pathetic way of gettin' over me

Oh she'll do anything she can just to make me jealous

Of course forgettin' me is gonna take her lots of years

So I call her now and then just out of pitty when she laughs at me

That's just her way of bravely holding back her tears

What's that you say she got married oh the poor little fool

To some handsome movie star with the mansion and a swimming pool

And she's looking good and she's got a kid or two or three

That's just her poor hopeless heartless helpless pathetic way of gettin' over me

(Pathetic way of tryin' to get over me but she ain't never gonna make it honey

I mean those guys those guys you see her with now

They're they're the relatives maybe business assiciates

I mean I know this woman and she's sittin' home bitin' her fingernails

Let me tell you she's just readin' magazines

She she may look like she's enjouin' herself

That's the way she looks when she's really gettin' bad I know this woman)