The Mother Hips - Mother Hips (outtake) lyrics

You used to be so beautiful In your father's house on the hill Carrying your black bound book Beyond the world of thrill We'd dream of blond-haired children Who'd run between my legs You ordered me an omelet But I was not eating eggs You gave me 547 days To try and find a start Of the railway line to heaven Where you arranged to send your heart I used to put an X across The days that you and I missed But I burned my calendar and gone to sleep And dreamed of your mother hips The next time that I saw you Your hair had turned to brown You yelled at me across the room But you did not make a sound You were standing with a widower Who lost his will to try And was fooling all the drunken girls Who came to see him cry Late at night through the candle light I told you it wasn't just for kicks You said, "what?" and we nestled down into your mother hips Late at night through the candle light I told you it wasn't just for kicks You said, "what" and we nestled down into your mother hips