Willa, Oh Willa…
Willa, oh Willa, I do declare.
You look at me with that somber, blank stare.
I’ve never seen your eyes even blink.
And I really do say, you’re beginning to stink.
Willa, oh Willa, I wish you would rise.
Head to the shower and clean out your eyes.
I’m getting so tired of your coldness in bed.
It’s like there is nothing around in your head.
Some men would run, run far away.
I’m here to tell you I won’t run away.
Willa, oh Willa, please rise from that bed.
It’s like you’re just lying there cold and dead.
