Gone Girl

She is deliciously tall, sort of a long girl

She is delightfully small, sort of a song girl

She freely admits to the world that she was a wrong girl

That's nothin compared to the fact that she is a gone girl

Gone like a knock on the door

Gone with yesterday and before

Gone with the wind forever more

She never laid claim to the fact that she was a strong girl

So why should I loudly proclaim that she was a wrong girl

I'd rather think of her name as some sort of song girl

And think poetical things to think of my gone girl

Gone like a knock on the door

Gone with yesterday and before

Gone with the wind forever more