Aimee Mann
Stranger Into Starman
I turned "stranger"Into "Starman"In the SundayNew York TimesLike Anne SextonWith her star ratsWorking backwards'Til it rhymesFor the love of GodYou can't tell me againFor the love of GodYou can't tell me againWith a pencilAnd eraserI've rewrittenAll your crimesI turned "stranger"Into "Starman"In the SundayNew York Times
From Letras Mania