Amelia Bright Ben Folds Five

Hey, something is new
It got into me and I hope that it got into you

The way, like colors like paint
The trumpet's been played
And I hope that it's inside
I hope that it got into you
There's no doubt

Here lies Amelia Bright
In a red 50's dress
From a thrift shop nearby
I laid on the ground and stared at the sky
With Amelia Bright

There's clothes
That are put away
There's me spread
All over the floor
And I'm lost in one place
I'm stuck, and I'm straight
And I hope that you feel the same too
There's no doubt

Here lies Amelia Bright
In a red 50's dress
From a thrift shop nearby
I laid on the grass and stared at the sky
With Amelia Bright