Текст песни She Came Out of the Water - Allan Wilson

And oh, you were singing
Sitting out in that cold, dark night
And the leaves on the trees were whispering in the breeze:
'Man is this guy all right?'

And then the snow settled down on your shoulder
And the girls from the town decided we must be older
And when I turned to ask why, you just closed your eyes
And said, 'Beauty is in the eye of the beholder'

Then you came inside and you speared me with a smile
Asking, 'What are we doing here sober?'
You pretend to be cool, playing me for your fool
But we both know what happened at the beach in October

She came out of the water
And you threw yourself at her like a lamb to the slaughter
As the sun beat down and the day grew hotter
She finally realised that you were good for a dollar

Tried to talk about 'Welcome back Cotter'
Forgot she's young enough for to be your daughter
No point telling you to do what you ought'a
You keep on like this you're going to need a lawyer

And she moved in on the 16th
Took the room right by the stairs
You said it was pro tem and you'd bet your brain stem
That soon she'd be sharing your bed

But you weren't there on the weekend
Taking part in some shadow-play
You were just trying to pretend
That you were some kind of new Hemmingway

But disbelief would not suspend
She saw right through your display
And on the phone that you bought her she pressed send
And invited me over to stay

Then she came out of the water
And threw herself at me like a lamb to the slaughter
As the sun went down, still the day grew hotter
I thought I would just camp there, may as well be a squatter
Spared her your bullshit about being a doctor
Not much point in going to all the bother
Won't repeat you mistake about 'Welcome Back Cotter'
We bonded over Chardonnay and Harry Potter