歌词
I have a tale, but not a tail
Like felius domesticum
It's of a girl, a real girl
I'm calling by her real name
And thus began
A summer camp sonnet
She saw a boy who would soon be
A bee in her teenage bonnet
Nina and her very long hair
Held a torch that got her nowhere
She hit him with a thunderbolt smile
Every thing she had she threw
Every dress and every shoe
Nina and her very long hair
Held a torch that got her nowhere
As hard as she tried
He never looked twice
He never did see the light,
And end the plight of Nina
Sometimes a film, comes over me,
Like a cold cup of tea
And I forget, what I was set
To snag and bag, grab and seize
At seventeen
She was still reeling
She went to camp
With a comb and a tent
And that same old feeling
Nina and her very long hair
Held a torch that got her nowhere
She hit him with a thunderbolt smile
Every thing she had she threw
Every dress and every shoe
Nina and her very long hair
Held a torch that got her nowhere
As hard as she tried
He never looked twice
He never did see the light,
And end the plight of Nina
And so she snipped,
She cut and she clipped
Enough to thatch a cottage roof
And once she'd preened,
She glowed and she gleamed
Off she set to make him swoon
She was the girl with very short hair,
That got her nowhere
End