Looking Out The Window With A Blue Hat On

Oh she comes on like a fog
And then she goes like a neurotic dog
Now I'm sitting here, thinking all day long
Looking out the window with a blue hat on
Find me an open grave
Just push me in
Then let me up to live again

So she bought a little book
And filled it up with names she never shook
So I'm just one of them, thinking all day long
Looking out the window with a blue hat on
Find me a sky-high cliff
Just let me try to jump right off
Maybe I'll fly

Looking out the window with a blue hat on
Find me an open grave
Just push me in
Then let me up to live again
Ohh

Oh she comes on like a fog