A Letter to Dominique

Well, there's a house on the block that's empty now that Dominique's gone

Well, there's a house on the block that's empty now that Dominique's gone

Now her dogs are alone and there's no one to watch her TV

Dear Dominique, I wrote to tell you you're delightful

Still, I know want a strangle or a mouth full

Of gasoline or to be tied up and stoned

I wrote to tell you that I hope you're feeling better

Self-addressed stamped envelope stuffed with your own death letter

Written in blood, in your own handwriting

There's a house on the block that's empty now that Dominique's gone

Oh

Ahhh

Well, there's a house on the block that's empty now that Dominique's gone

Well, there's a house on the block that's empty now that Dominique's gone

And now her dogs are alone and there's no one to watch her TV

Well 135-24 Park and East Boulevard

Your last stroll down the block was in the trunk of a car

I must admit that we never thought you'd go this far

Dear Dominique, well, I hope you're feeling better

You look so cute writing out your own death letter

Well, now there's no one to watch your TV

Well, there's a house on the block that's empty now that Dominique's gone

Ah!

Ow!

Dear Dominique, you have a bold imagination

The countless ways you thought to die, no hesitation (Oh)

Fantasize long enough, you know it just might come true (Ooh)

Well there's a house on the block that's empty now that Dominique's gone

Oh

There's a house on the block that's empty now that Dominique's gone

Well, there's a house on the block that's empty now that Dominique's gone

Yeah, there's a house on the block that's empty now that Dominique's gone

Well, there's a house on the block that's empty now that Dominique's gone

(Ooh)

There's a house on the block that's empty now that Dominique's gone

Well, there's a house on the block that's empty now that Dominique's gone