Stone Temple Pilots - Maver lyrics

Maver with her lucky bonnet She used to paint her flowers on it She keeps her memories on a turnstile 'Cause she's superstitious She thought she'd be famous And tell me if I'm wrong But I think she still just likes to play them Yeah and maybe you'll be lucky enough To hear her sing on Sunday Oh Maver Maver and her bonnet Streaks of life upon it Betting on the ponies So things could get easier Just praying on a easy peace for her Oh Maver She was a true blue blooded traveler She left her home post for the West Coast With a guitar and a bar of soap for 'ol San Francisco And a fool hearted head of hope Well she landed in a flat With some fellas who were lucky to meet her 'Cause she could play the six-string better than Those macho pendejos Oh Maver Maver and her bonnet Streaks of life upon it Betting on the ponies So things could get easier Just praying on a easy peace for her How many nights did you make it without it? Oh How many lines on your face have paved your way in stone? Oh How many nights did you make it without it? Oh How many lines on your face have paved your way in stone? Oh Maver and her bonnet Streaks of life upon it Betting on the ponies So things could get easier Just praying on a easy peace for her Just praying on a easy peace for her Oh Maver Oh Maver Oh Maver